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We meet inside for dinner
Jess makes us tea from Northern White Cedar 
While Casey has been keying out some leaves we found at Goodnow
I hear jokes

The snow is deep
Temperatures are freezing
These mountain peaks
Are deceiving!

The year is 1959
In the northern Urals
A russian company went

your pure white skin so pale and sad
the unholy kindness attending to the good and bad

Oh, Cordi Bowe, the queen of cedar lane
I could tell I'd never

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Northern Reggae
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Northern Reggae
It gets so white, it gets so

the same

Oh Santa don't forget our old white house on Cedar Lane
Oh Santa don't forget our old white house on Cedar Lane

Dear Santa, I do confess

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Northern Air

Elliott Brood

Days into Years

2012

far away tonight

Lay that cedar on
The water's deep and calm
As we travel on
To that little pond
Out to that little pond

There's a little

Northern Air

Elliott Brood

Days into Years

2012

far away tonight

Lay that cedar on
The water's deep and calm
As we travel on
To that little pond
Out to that little pond

There's a little

Through the white and gently rolling waves

Northern Lights are  always shining
Northern Lights are always there
Northern Lights are always shining
In my

, privilege
I missed it, windshield included
We all the truth, each cell is lucid
Cedar, moose, long as got health
Long as forests spread out, Northern Ontario

Northern Star

Hole

Celebrity Skin

1998

my misery alone 
And I wait staring at the Northern Star 
I'm afraid it won't lead me anywhere 
He's so cold he will ruin the world tonight 
All

tastes like gasoline
My bloods like cheap white wine, at a drive in movie theatre
It's raining red ink, and ruining my pants
And the northern lights shine

And I wait starin' at the Northern Star
I'm afraid it won't lead me anywhere
He's so cold, he will ruin the world tonight
All the angels kneel into

Burning sun
Lay on the horizon
Pink the western hills
Spreading wide
Give to dusk
Lay bare a constellation
Bear a kind of star
Northern in its light

cnderson in the building, baby. (Gimme that one more time!)
Yeah
Let it float, like a white owl above your senses, man
(Blow out your senses with that while

Outside

E-40

The Documentary 2.5

2015

bumping E-40 (yeah, that Hurricane)
(Went through ten or twelve bottles of that Sluricane)
We had six white bitches and a gang of weed
You know them

the lilies again
I'd run down a cedar pine street
Just like when I was a kid
From cradle to grave, all praise to the Maker
The artist of life, mankind's

The streets will be on fire in July
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon
Soon be dressed in white
And all you'll see is Northern Lights

No words are needed today
Baby,

Sun is rising slow above the mountain chain.
As I carry forward till nothing will remain.
So great and far and white, without a human stain.
Mankind

Get away get away get away car
Get me a get away car
I'm the best so far
Her eyes shine like the northern stars
I'm on the next level I'm upstairs
No

a sea of ceylon cedar wood

In the fog
And their line of sight
Clouded up
We are where the wilderness meets the white
Oh, and that's alright

Cause baby

laces in them Grant Hill Filas
Young misfits, born underachievers
Mama couldn't feed us, white sheets when you leave us
We be fucking with hood rats,

had six white bitches and a gang of weed
You know them blonde hair, blue eyes, they aim to please

Okay now why I'm always running from the police when

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Why is Iceland so green, when Greenland's dressed in white?
Caught beneath the Northern Lights' ethereal flight.
Emerald hills where fire sleeps,