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morn star
feel the future carved
by its brilliant arc
on the air

bloody arc
through the tire dark
find your shining mark
hurtling
let it sting
let it

skyn soos jy oor die pad wat ek moes ry
Wil ek weer my hart en siel, my als vir jou kom gee

Bome die lag en sing want jy's weer by my
En die wind waai

spend by your side
my brain starts to hide, the bad parts of life
it’s all better with you

I love watching you get dressed through the mirror on your

that bad
Then I asked her

If she’d heard of Alan Jackson and she said
"Didn’t he sing that song called
"Where Were You?" i said, "yeah, but girl
That

no one writes letters anymore
I wish that I could just write it down
Save you the pain
But no one writes letters anymore
I wish I could sing in another

Venus play his cards close to her heart
She leads me on with gestures
Laughed at by the kings in their court
Misty eyes of blue she beckons for

well it’s leaving I can’t sing the same song anymore
No I don’t decide when it ends find your soul’s relief
There but for the Grace of God a coward’s

Sloppy morning,
My mind still full of steam and haze.
And I walk up looking for More thrills this summer.
If you got a chance, just slide by me.

were those in this great world you said

Just fated to go far

And among the lucky ones

Were we inside that car.

And your friends began to sing
When

and furnished by the war
that no-one ever mentions

Give it all away, baby give it all away, nobody wants to
hear about the price you pay, you're a dog starved.

We all stood down
Near the underpass
Shattered beneath the sky
A nation destroyed by dark forces
In the wake of the tribuli
You don't know what

down to the sole of my feet. I want to bump and grind, and you rock and roll and ride the pony all night long.
Sing
Donu0027t want you money donu0027t

There’s a smile in her eyes, adds sparkles to my day when she’s close by
When there are grey clouds on high, she brings the sun right back to my blue

On the wind, a whispering
Hear the word of warning sing
Heed the voices calling from the past
Comes a child of prophecy
Born to all and bound to lead

and father and Uncles cut and culled beauty

to the bus and the sings, where there are, look cheap and weathered but the women are still pretty, he was wise

There is a summer in the bad midwest
Up where the photographs go
I go for motorbike wind face smile
I sing its take by sin

I met him sleeping

is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song as we go along
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman

even walk by the corner store
Where we stumbled every weekend back
To your front door
Watching all our favorite shows I
Can't watch no more, because

swearing right cause we always need a villain 
 Nobody's wives are good, nobody's wives will do 
  
 Can it be that we'll always hang together 
 By the trunk

fel 
 ha te sírsz ezért 
 a múltban tévedsz el 
  
 ha te sírsz ezért 
 az érzelemről szól 
 ha te sírsz ezért 
 egy dal majd válaszol 
  
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it's a joke
You know that we could put you on

I was destroyed by death today
Perhaps I'll run away
There is no peace in songs they sing
Maybe some

a couple skulls
God cracks a couple more his plate is full
On the second floor

The Virgin Mother and the Babylon whore
Pick 'em off one by one soap opera

around us She's dying
Fading lights blacken, garden's euphoric
Cowering underworld order
The winds sing our dirge this
Is where She lies
The veiling

Hear the String band
Sing a song
Back in the day
See these people
Holding flowers
As they pray
I was drinking
From the water
Of the saints
With old