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At twelve each day I go alone and place a rose upon that stone
As rolling mist creates an eerie glow
You may see them dance and sway, as haunting
Piece by lonely piece the mountainside tumbles away
Back down to the river bottom lined with pocket worry stones
A hundred years in hand worn
Born with hesitation onto floating stone what better than a river view
A slum by any other name scum
Scum perfect and friendly to a given point
And mama asked me this morning, if I'd been by your grave
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway
I drive your truck
I roll every window
a rolling stone
Yeah, you left me here alone
On the last train to san antone
San antone, san antone your on your way
You ain't coming home
I lost you baby
ride
We're all by your side
But you're all alone and we're going home
And we're by you side
But you're all alone like a rolling stone
Like Brian
There's a long-distance train rolling through the rain, tears on the letter I write.
There's a woman I long to touch and I miss her so much but
Rolling Stone reveals is just hype for the tour
And the world sings
When the Beatles Hit America
When the Beatles Hit America
It's going to be sponsored by
a piece of stone
We are not alone
Stones roll from the peaks of mountains
Kissed by snow
Melted by the warmth of the sun
Racing into rivers
We drink
the sun
Eyes surprised by all the acts of times
The trouble with it in and out of orbit becomes the rising tides
I hear the rolling thunder long
My lover's made of velvet
My lover's made of velvet
My lover's made of stone
Oh he cuts me to the bone
Got a hold of you
Got a hold of you
Got a hold
feels good
I been going down for weeks
Now I found her in the street
We been rolling rolling rolling rolling stones
I been fillin’ fillin’ fillin’ all
I be crusising in my Tesla, It so fast
130 on the screen
Ain't got a fucking dash
I be speeding, I be crusing
I'm be rolling with my demons
Junkies
To blow and I aint talking
Bout wit whitney
I keep a G ride
Rolling Stones
Glossy colored
Painted Black
Wakanda on the tags
And im about to get
A tal punto che siamo i Rolling Stones
Vogliamo i soldi (cash cash)
Ed un grosso palco like Rolling Loud
Pensieri scomodi
A tal punto da far su con Kid
the same to me
I'm soul bound to this emptiness (emptiness)
Inside my chest (inside my chest) please go away (please go away)
Like a rolling stone but only
and then rise up again
See there ain't no moss on rolling stone
Long as he's rolling along
So I hit the ground running, can't wait one more minute
I ain't
Up high on the rolling green mountain
Where the forest clears and the cool waters flow
Does the loon still cry when the moon casts a shadow
O’er
Said we was rolling rolling like a stone
Cause them wheels keep on spinning and they just don't stop
And sometimes it could be so lone
Santo, just
you
You lay all the ducks in
You wash away the crackled stones
The wind sweeps by, as you say hello
Ticking time clocks in the meadow, you look out
of the tip
Daddies a rolling stone
I'm rolling in shit with these pigs
In south side
Who you rolling with in the sticks?
With hair weaves and air streams
of the tip
Daddies a rolling stone
I'm rolling in shit with these pigs
In south side
Who you rolling with in the sticks?
With hair weaves and air streams
遠くに浮かぶ蜃気楼
幻追う自分を信じろ
砂ぼこりが舞う winding road
自由に出会うまで rolling stone
空回って drifting,
付きまとうしがらみは理不尽
想像以上に世間は厳しい
でも引き下がれば
everything is nothing
荒野を越えて走る衝動
a gangsta, I don't need rap for nothin'
And only play games in the A or Compton
Hop by the box, Chevy murder, any man standin'
It's Boyz N Da Hood, E tell 'em
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