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shirt When you were sixteen at the yogurt shop You used to work at to make a little money Time, curious time Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs
disappears into thin air So here I am Maps and compasses may stay true It doesn't really matter what you do I have never forgotten you Here I am Some
somewhere far away, with their candlesticks and compasses And the bright ship Humana is on its way with grave determination And no destination, The Flat
wave Burning rays Compasses fail The temperature drops below low The chills we get are taking their toll That frozen rain, this beautiful snow Cannot
splintered through surf boards And custom lines moved years at a time All the compasses pointed west, But even there you got depressed So fly away, fly away...
remet le coeur à l'ouvrage Mais le notaire qu'on voit passer Avec son oeil glacé Sa p'tite serviette, son pardessus Et son air compassé Rasant les murs
down Losing all foundation Do you feel the shake The loudest earthquake You can't ignore it anymore Our compasses our malaligned Yours is south mine is
Other halves And compasses I'm forgetting How to follow I'm still catching up To candlelight And frozen pipes Never shown But I'll pretend Its
discord end: Far into chaos and the world unborn. The golden compasses to circumscribe this universe One foot centered, and the other turned. Round vast
fall breeze The starry scenes Our four leaf clover In the general direction of you Spinning compasses don't lead me through to you And as the clouds blew
het Weer begind, Zien op het Compasse Wat voor streek wayen wil d'Wind.
get away I am never ever gonna get away from this place Lay down on the streets my eyes toward the sun your star next to my face The compasses I
déjà Compassés et frileux Suivant comme des artistes Mon costume de bois Ils se poussent du cœur Pour être le plus triste Ils se poussent du bras
déjà Compassés et frileux Suivant comme des artistes Mon costume de bois Ils se poussent du cœur Pour être le plus triste Ils se poussent du bras
déjà Compassés et frileux Suivant comme des artistes Mon costume de bois Ils se poussent du cœur Pour être le plus triste Ils se poussent du bras
of hail we brave Are ours to face alone With our own compasses we hold In our eyes To find our own light"
classes Entities that you have never seen Physics that defy Whatever your know-how compasses A new world where no-one's ever been Digital reality For you
want now? Ethic crowds deliberate Compasses recalibrate Hunting, for peace as if it could Fill you up for days but Like a, seasoned heart breaker
It says my radars are broken Places I'm going ain't real I don't care to know how you feel Raised by the night Compasses telling me wrong How do I
Wanting more, wanting more We would know the same thing We're both comp-compasses And the people don't know Worries on our hands 'Cause we're
my compasses To take me to the edge of the world
sentir a falta que você me faz Dai me apavoro, uô uô uô uô Perco a minha cabeça e fico feito tonto Só de imaginar meu coração dispara E no compasse da
the storm Embrace the rain Our broken compasses Will find home again Onward (The rope we used to bind ourselves Gave strength to what we built) Resolver
compassé Rasant les murs du vieux lycée À petits pas pressés Oh ! Qu'il est triste, triste, triste ! Alors moi, quand ça ne va pas Ben, j'ai compris,
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