Lyrics:
again with cupped palms as before
Swaying trees cause shifting shade
The moon's pull on the vast sea
Erasing hearts written in the sand
Swayed by grace
Vas op een plek, asem in my nek, dit het my by gebly
Al is dit als verby
Ek kry nie geslaap nie, ek rol net rond, ruk my reg
Ek is klaar geveg
Met
on the rolling sea
Your face is consumed in a bruised sky's glance
By the brazen wall with your sword and lance
Where [Incomprehensible]
Where dappled maidens,
Strawberry ice cream
You scream
Everybody chilling by the palm trees
Everybody chilling to the nice beat
Everybody chilling to the sea breeze
In
the movie's let her get away
Grew up by the oceanside, the sand and water kept her alive
It kept her alive, she's born into a sea of life
They all come with
Palm trees, bikinis by the salty sea
Sippin’ margaritas, shootin' tequila
You gotta come get lost with me
Baby grab your bags
Let’s board this plane
I
You make me feel like I'm high by the beach
I hear the waves crash & I see the palm trees
I smell the sea & I feel the breeze
When you're with me,
Magic and song and the sound of a drum
From the sea to the sky to the land
Feel the sun on my skin
I'm at one with the wind
Elements in the palm
brews
A concert of kings
As the white sea snaps
At the heels of a soft prayer
Whispered
In the wee hours I'll meet you
Down by Dun Ringill
Oh,
runnin' in my seas!
Bitch, I'm way too/two fish, Pieces
It's about to get to lit, but you can't win this match
'Cause The Writer is hotter than hell!
I get
the sea[03:29.44]Not the thunder[03:30.52]Not the rain[03:30.97]Not the sea[03:31.48]Not the sun[03:32.06]Not the sirens[03:32.74]Not the rocks[03:33.59]Not
a balaclava
Winter's cold is too much to handle
Pincher crabs that pinch at your sandals
Years go by and hearts start to harden
Those palms and firs that grew
Digging my feet in the sand
Feeling the sun on my back
What a nice way to spend Christmas
Seeing palm trees everywhere
Taking a breath of fresh air
hey
And Fred well he's down from Nova Scotia again
He's sailing the seas on the palm of the wind
And he's going off to Cuba that Canadian
From
And winter brings a policy of icy and dark change
I'll dream of a place
Where we can be free
Oh, kisses on blankets by the sea
Yeah, I'll dream of a place
Don't think about how hard your journey is think about how great the story will be.
Tryna stand tall even when i'm at my Lowest like winter
Trenches
calling me
9:29 poverty you can't be calling
We are done and dusted
ure by gone
For me headache
Yo boi why u taking panadol
(Hook)
man must survive
inna d
yes
If mama don't know now, she can guess
My, my, yes
All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the sea side siftin' sand
Even little children love
All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the sea side siftin' sand
Even little children love Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand
Marianne,
All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the sea side siftin' sand
Even little children love Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand
Marianne,
White lines, pretty baby, tattoos
Don't know what they mean
They're special, just for you
White palms, baking powder on the stove
Cooking up
Palm trees all across the final destination
Sexy lady, forever my baby
Lets take a trip to the islands
No reservations
Deep blue seas
Creeping up
the blue sea to the dead sea
Got my music on the keys
Like the Palm Trees (Yeah)
Your lyrics like old cheese
It's nasty
I do this like the OG
Keep it crafty
the azure sea
Surrounded by rustling leaves, drinking from a coconut with you
But something in your eyes lights up my soul
And frosted trees glisten red
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