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gotta lift my voice
Oh Lord, I’ve gotta lift Your name
Oh Lord, I’ve gotta make some noise

‘Cause I’m free indeed
By Your Word I’m redeemed and my heart

Remnants of a Lullaby

Trans-Siberian Orchestra

Night Castle

2009

You were the dream that survived
Lost in the darkness of eternity
You were the hope kept alive
Embraced by tomorrows that we all could never quite

Use our voice to pave another road
(Yeah)
Driven by the feeling in our bones
(Let it go)
What up doe I miss you, man, how's the misses
I ain't been home

does
Soothes my mind

The voice of her whisper
In the silence it screams
She says I’ll only find pleasure 
By looking at my pain
Oh the pain

Sometimes I

no I can’t let go,
I’ve tried to carry on
And now it’s breaking me
I’m on my knees, beggin

Chorus
I wish you were by my side 
Flying down the road

it's hard when my voice
Wasn't taken by choice
So I keep making noise hoping they hear me
But they just fear me
I'm trapped in my mind
Look up, look

I watch the hours pass on by I feel every second linger
I'm sitting in the dark every sound it sends a shiver
Cause I shout and kick and yell when

a bird, then my mind is the cage
I'm driven by this inner voice
Feeling like I don't have a choice
But shit I do have a choice
I fucking have a choice

my back
I'll carry the misery
All my life I've
Fought for what is mine
I'm filled with anger
I've embraced all the pain inside
I hear the voices
Life

I WAKEN TO FIND 
INCREASINGLY MY MIND 
IS TAKEN BY THE SWEETNESS YOU SHARE WITH ME 
I’M ON A HIGH 
A MAGIC CARPET RIDE 
NO FAIRY STORY, NO FANTASY

You don carry my heart run away
I bu onye oshi
Oh what you've done to me
I can't understand baby
Tell me what you've done to me
This fire burning

Sally Simpson

The Who

Live in Amsterdam [UK]

1969

and the place was swinging
To gospel music by nine
Group after group appeared on the stage
And Sally just sat there crying
She bit her nails, looking pretty

I DO BELIEVE
Music: Christa Steyn
Lyrics: Lize Beekman
(MS SAMRO)

There’s a heartbeat sounding
There’s a voice that won’t stop calling
Not owned by

There's a heartbeat sounding
There's a voice that won't stop calling
Not owned by countries
cnd seeks no bound'ries
Carries over borders and I do

Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands

Bob Dylan

Q 5 Star Reviews, Vol. 2

2001

With your mercury mouth in the missionary times
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes
And your silver cross, and your voice like

Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands

Bob Dylan

Blonde on Blonde

1966

With your mercury mouth in the missionary times
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes
And your silver cross, and your voice like

Endless green in every direction
So don't get it twisted it's chill
Jam in the car park, Kotch on the hill
A couple man carry sticks that are making it

Just do my thing 
With my voice With my song With my blood my sweat
난 Carry on
14년을 돌고 돌아서 나온 14개의 Record

퍼뜨려 내 Track 온 세상에 기억하게 내 이름 East to west
모든

There’s an exit I can’t find and there’s a voice that I can’t hear.
Even knowledge of myself and who I am has disappeared.
Every day feels like

the voices of my broken past

I'll find a home
Away from the sadness of the lonesome road
I'll live with my God I will share my load
He'll help me carry it

They say a stepper is a person known to carry guns and is always ready to fight. I find it funny people are always ready to fight each other but

my voice till music pays yea yea
Man I’m so blessed
God by my side, no time to be stressed
So I stay grinding four seasons
Superman, S on my chest
Yeah

the shadows left behind
When your voice whispered the beginning of new life
And I will not be as the prophets foretold
Blinded by stubborn faith
Weighed down by

an honor is to serve and be served by Him

I follow the still soft voice of Jesus Christ in my mind
The still soft voice of Perfect Love
The still soft voice