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Straight into the World Trade Centre tower
Everybody stands there in disbelief

Out from nowhere arrives Flight 175
And he looks like he's gonna
Travel

Daddy

Red Sovine

Giddy-Up-Go [Hollywood]

1994

wrong. You see I want a boy."
Then he laid you in my arms and my heart sang with joy.

(Daddy's Girl, Daddy's Girl,
(I'm the centre of Daddy's world.
(I

Love Sweet Love

Josh Clayton-Felt

Spirit Touches Ground

What would you trade the world for
What did you trade yourself for 

I give myself
Yeah I need your help
I fall back in your arms
I fall back in

us
The blood that you lost was a gain for us all
In this Trade of love

O forgive us we come to You weeping
Oh Savior you came to a world
Who betrayed

kissed for the first time, all of that melted away, leaving only you at the centre of my universe
You came and changed the weather
We kissed and our stars

and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So

at the World Trade Centre all dressed in black
Me and an angry pack
Instead I just rap and give back
And see a rich life and think..I still want to live that

inside

I feel torn between two hearts dying, but 
I'll trade them in for one (trade them in for one)
Broken and exposed, collapsing
So why would I

(Her arms were cut off)
Sentimental underwater space time continuum
(Stop!) ubiquity you be quitting all jobs
Robbing for money wont get the job done

are the saints, and
Angels of this place
They achieved their mission
Although they may not agree
For the world is still a work in progress

Virtue is so

Ready for takeoff. 3, 2, 1

Roll up, toke up
Stressing out
now I'm smoked up
Tryna numb this pain
I feel insane everyday
Tryna ease this rage
I sleep

until recently, controlled the entirety of the diamond trade from mine to market to aftermarket. So let’s start by examining the age of the tradition,

I would trade an hour for a minute
when time seemed infinite
a week for a day just wasted away
lazing in the sun with my friends on the pavement

of thirds, the centre blurred, friends, it's a long journey home

Raptor watching from the tallest pine, silhouette, outside of time
And I still toil for

and kill baby Hitler
No question, I'm baptized Catholic confession
Arm the African, Native American tribes
With Tec-9s, land mines, colonialists die
Trade

gotta make tough decisions
And everybody wanna trade places with me they don't know what all I loss just to get it
They'll probably trade it all for

there
Argues about paths that do not exist
 
The W stands for willing his hand and heart are always open to the world
The world does not know what do with

trade all this world for You, Lord
If it meant one more moment of heaven

Like living a dream
You put my world into color
As all your goodness comes

folk
But Picasso should see himself as the white O
I write notes rhythmically not for timpani
To accomplish what Bach did for symphonies
One day it will

I'd Trade All of My Tomorrows

Eddy Arnold

There's Been a Change in Me (1951-1955)

2008

anyway
If my arms can't hold the one I'm dreaming of

Just an empty world is all I have before me
I'd give anything if you were with me now
I'd trade all

Ain't nobody understand
They gon' notice in the end[00:21.083]
This is where it all began
Ain't no way I'm making sense
While I'm searching for the M's
I

and takes me over
Takes me over today

To breastfeed the baby
To navigate the world
While we put on our make up
Waiting for the women

She will drive you home

and departed weeping for him
Then, tho' she mourn'd his absence as his grave,
Set her sad will no less to chime with his,
But throve not in her trade, not being

Centre of attention
In my own world not a question
How I realised that my hands holds all of this tension
No extension to the feeling of affection