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Can I take this moment to express this feeling
Cos You got that warm place that I've never been in
Bring me to your place
And open up your space

But you'll always be the centre of the universe to me

'Cause the world just wouldn't make much sense without you
Feels like I've found a missing

yeah yeah
If life gets too much to take take a breath Find some space and remember
Find my light find my centre
Take some time to remember
Find my life

A force devant y’a d’la fumée bleu quand j’arrive
La t’es comme avant la tête à l’envers dans le Space Mountain
Sept cinq trois centre zeutrei

Brookwood, Surrey. It was in operation from 1854 to 1941, and during its peak, it carried over 50,000 corpses. The London Necropolis Railway station, which was

100 no te callan dhada dhad aundiyaa
Vekh pabhan utte ajj kiven centre hoya
Maameyan de hootran toh pata chalda
Koi og banda hood vich enter hoya
Kawan

isn't always how it seems
Eye of the storm centres calmest it'll be
Like the pretty waves there's beauty to be seen
Space waves crash down my ship all I

we-wi-we-w-w-w-wer-wi-we-we-we-kingsway centre
we-wi-we-w-w-wer-kingsway-wer-wer-kingsway centre

he's got tourettes
and he smokes loads of cigarettes
he's responsible for the death

the stars,
Through the outer space,
Towards the unknown.


Leonard: 
“I can see my bridges burning far behind.
As I turn and look back,
The man I used to be

Lay of the Land

The Fall

The Wonderful and Frightening World of the Fall

1984

on the street
He's in a radio fuzz
He's dead and beat
No longer reflects our daft fate
We'll leave this city
Hit a quick coach, take the town in Surrey

From the town hall, to inner-city architecture
From the money in Surrey to sweatshops up in Leicester
Casino alcholics in the Mid-West,
junkies in Brazil

the tangerine spaces dancing with sprites
And me in onyx fetters loathe to the sight
And at pains to requite, so I

I drill down to the centre of the earth

of ink just flowing from my pen

But I have a feeling, it makes me fly
There's no space and time
It's like a voice that talks to me 
In the mind of mine

The space between has taken me to oblivion 
This stasis seems too ancient, please oh Stygian 
It's getting kinda cold in Hades basement 
Sitting by

You could be my only centre
Someone whose eyes might look my way
Yours and my hands together and

I could be your only centre
Two stars who shine in

a primal evil
Too horrendous for any description
Azathoth, the ruler of all time and space
On the black throne at the centre of Chaos

Should I follow them

Making peace, with a false god, the pieces falling from the board

You bend the light, push back the cold, pull me to the centre and hold

A part to take,

time for you
I'm not a broke man I'll pay for you
Though I'm on switching lanes I'll be here for you
Yes, I got a tight schedule I'll make space for you

own, I will make me all my music from my home. 
Rappers singers fighting for the centre stage, I kill it in my bedroom kill it my space.

Yeah never make

Emotions are due
I'm feeling subdued by the space
The base has entered
Struggling to find my centre spirit

Currently at my best and my worst
Thus is

tame in the end.

COMMENTATOR 2: 
Great link up play again on the left hand side, playing the ball through the middle, finding the space in the centre

when I'm your space, feel like I'm committing crime
And I'm exhausted
Always looking up when you're around
But I run towards it
I can't ignore it
Yeah

Fuckin with everyone it's just cold in place
I'm just observing from a distant space
5am in surrey
I could see it in everyone's face
Keep hiding away
Keep

Sindrom

Kovenant

Animatronics

1999

He is the prophet of the space age, intrepid seducer
A nightmare to some, a revelation to others
Scrutinized and labeled, He keeps on smiling
Loving