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PARADISE IS CALLING    by Zoe Mazah

Let me earth my feet down to the ground i grow strong roots
Raise my arms high like the branches of a tree
I ll

wanna hear and
They shout play me
Some hard core country
Turn it up nice and loud
All the girls
With a cup in the air
Dancing out on the bow
Everyone out

everywhere
A funny little feeling in the air
Tell me what you want to, all is fair
When there's little red golfcarts
Lately I been losing time
Distracted by

No time to talk
No time to look
No time to stop
I have to move
Because there's something in the air tonight
And I have to reach the moon tonight
I

Frozen by your hands I am dangerously in love
I will be your man

Nightmares try to take me away from you, But you remain irresistible
Incomparable girl;

And make the night ours again

The air smells like rain and war
As the world keeps collapsing now
And trains of soldiers passing by
I could barely see them

it, bounce around feeling all the sounds
Gimmie, gimmie take it all but it better be loud

Put them high in the air
As this music's moving through me

to our favourite songs

we can sing loud

so loud, and take a deep breath

breathe it in when the air runs out


so tell me what to do 

go fast

tell me

they weren’t watching you’d be rockin’!
Break the Dash! Break the Dash! Show ‘em you don’t care, middle finger in the air!
Break the Dash! Break

phones out right now hold it high in the air make them boys look live
Big booty bitch can’t hide
Fuck it up then switch sides (yee, yee)

Verse 1 - Where

heart, just promise me you won't tear it apart. 
Forcefully with your fists, pulling me closer by my hips. 

Put your hands up in the air, and let them

There's a lost lover out in a Midwest town
Another by the Shore
There's a cowboy who tried to tie her down
And probably many more
And there's a man she'll

walks,the green trees talking,spitting O2 in my face
The fresh air im absorbing,nothing better than fresh cut grass
By the end of the week im sitting with my

a water scorpion,
looking just like a brown tree branch.
With my long and thin snorkels,
I can breathe in air.
Some people say 
I look like a mantis!

know that you would come home

Seasons here
Wish upon the Christmas tree
Time to see magic fills within the air
As we kiss under the mistletoe
Love is in

Poem by Jonathan Bragdon

The mind reflects upon the world
And sees what it itself
Is not

The soul describes itself as air
So turning round will

High in the air,
Touching the clouds,
Up in the sky,
This is how you fly.

We're racing through the air,
cnd we can see the whole thing,
cs winds blowing

sings them back to me
Blinded by the happiness and all that we could be
In due time we'll see

But I feel it in the air I'm trying not to care
Don't

Are you flying Are your feet up in the air No need to cry now Don't be afraid Life is just a game  Giving your best for the good Of all mankind Will

somewhere off punching in beats
While they punching the air and kicking they feet
Like a jit throwing fits

I am in the gym getting fit we different
Weight

standing by your side
Loving you with all my might

Oh I feel those little butterflies flying in air
Giving this moment little flares
With those yellow wings

the wind blowing in
Be that breath of fresh air be the light that shines within

Whoa - oh, do what you can do      
Hey yeah yeah yeah

Once I get my fill
How quickly can I rush on by?
I can't run in a straight line
With this speck in my eye
But I'm use to it, and this familiar lens
Have

Let's nourish our land and fill it with million types of trees
They'll clean up the air and we'll clear trash out from our seas
By no time I promise we'll