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Far-a-mere, far-a-mere; And I dwelt with my pride and my songs and things Wearily, wearily; And I dream of the girl with the sunshine eyes Sundaily, wherever
singing this song Wearily, it's merely a good woman's day Cooking and cleaning and tidying away If ever you finish, remember that when You wake up
Time passes wearily in Elfin tonight for me, Wearily too was yesterday and tomorrow shall be just as dreary. It was not always thus when Fionn was
Lying in my coffin Placed on the bier Screws have been turned Heavily, wearily, wish I could move Family, friends surround me Gathered
His head is not his memory. Visions coming, one, two, three. Trickle up, trickle down. Wearily, we come unwound. Sensoria, sensoria, sensoria,
"Sensoria"_Microphonies_Cabaret Voltaire His head is not his memory. Visions coming, one, two, three. Trickle up, trickle down. Wearily, we come
and bury it in mine Come down, come now back Carry on, wearily on Come down, come now back Carry on, wearily on Only lonely, hidden breath beneath
His head is not his memory. Visions coming, one, two, three. Trickle up, trickle down. Wearily, we come unwound. Once you were a lonely
Broken halves of sky and sea Little boats of you and me Thou wilt not sail so wearily I am here darling The timeless march leaves honest minds
strange that empty branches bring the light of day We know its warmth yet still we know the pain The wind, it whispers wearily of change Time takes its
Does it make you, Happy? Wearily faciDoes it make you, Happy? Wearily facing the Day Until sundown When, with your mask your prop You beat
happens next While not set in stone, a heart well known makes a road worn And is wearily non-the-less Casually refer to me as an evergreen When I'm nothing
burning with purity for the burden of life is love, but we carry the weight wearily, and so must rest in the arms of love at last, must rest in the arms
I wanna smell my skin on yours drop with you into the abyss so late at night it's almost morning so early stars wearily start yawning Still all my
round a melody, Mystery, mirror of history. Taking over all my reveries Hearing passions in the melodies Play it up and down so wearily Stumbling,
The hilltops with glory were glowing 'Twas the eve of a bright harvest day, When the ship we'd been wearily waiting Sailed into Killala's broad bay. And over
The hilltops with glory were glowing 'Twas the eve of a bright harvest day, When the ship we'd been wearily waiting Sailed into Killala's broad bay. And over
Wearily makes his way home through The traffic jams and neon lights of the Great metropolis. Underneath The Neon Sign All I see is imitation
round a melody, Mystery, mirror of history. Taking over all my reveries Hearing passions in the melodies Play it up and down so wearily Stumbling,
this even' What fair sport this would be for the maidens at court." Wearily I crossed the stream to the castle Where I found shelter from the cold
The hilltops with glory were glowing 'Twas the eve of a bright harvest day, When the ship we'd been wearily waiting Sailed into Killala's broad bay. And over
Seducing down the door To saddle swords and meeting place We have no place to go Then wearily the footsteps worked The hallelujah crowds Too late but
round a melody, Mystery, mirror of history. Taking over all my reveries Hearing passions in the melodies Play it up and down so wearily Stumbling,
we made I've given up my bible You moved out of state oh oh oh Wearily waiting on the wasting of his days A sad, sodden, smoldering soul Give
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