Lyrics:
Well the warm wind blew through the 60s
But it didn't blow much round here
Disappointment hidden in the jutting chin - 'we didn't want it all
strings
It all comes to a stand still
My love song written for the southern wind
For the southern wind
For the southern wind, southern wind, southern wind
Nothing will remain when I'm gone
A legacy written in ashes
Lost in the chilling wind for eternity
Lie in the sand
Think of the story that'll never
Bury myself
Look, foolish in moonlight
Weak sternum
House full, still
Glass slipper by midnight
Will written, nothing to leave
Only an urn and empty
Forget about the beauty of our nation
Forget about the damage done by
Asking a neighbor to pray
Forget about the price of a barrel of beer
Forget about
the future's written in the stars,
I'll find the stories hidden in the scars.
With the wind at my back, and the sun on my face,
I'll discover the beauty
Via the paths of the four winds
Through the icy valleys and hills
They came led by two ravens
The messengers from the hall of the slain
Warriors
jockin, now nobody's dissin
Written and produced by the new rap duo
Yes EPMD, now I'm known in school
I see the backstabbers, and the elderly creature
head
You've written all-over my skin
I'm Twisted by this side of you
Haunted for a day or two
Nothing here last forever
I'm Twisted by this side of you
Performed by Kruger & Tutu
Music & Lyrics written by Matt M Kruger
All rights reserved
I come from Africa,
where the children's hands are always
We seem to see distinctions
Break the chains that further our plight
Recalling back it all
The long need for strife
As winds comb, pine trees sang
The Gates of Death Pt1 & 2
Written by F. Schelbert
I was born on a dry autumn day
far out in the south west
While my father was a rogue
The Gates of Death Pt1 & 2
Written by F. Schelbert
I was born on a dry autumn day
far out in the south west
While my father was a rogue
"No King of Mine"
Lyrics by: Timothy Donovan, Jr.
Music by: Timothy Donovan, Jr., Ty Carpenter, clan R. Labrie, and Ty Carpenter
***Rolling back
Ridinng the wave of an eastern wind
Searching for paradise
Dreaming of love at the rainbows end
With roses on emerald vines
Where violet rivers
abandoned my youth
I still can't forsake what I feel is true
I was made out of dust by a voice in the wind
To conquer my fears and rise like king
I will
Drowned in the weight of thoughts An heavy load to stand|Playin' the same old song|Without no feelings to lend|Carried away by this cold wind Can't
Lean back into the wind
It's an empty cold outside
I sent you back just the smoothest rock I could find
Accompanied by just a couple of words
I hear it in a minstrel wind, it's crying out the tune
Of a prophet's only hope to tell the world
He wrote down it on parchment, but alas no one
tryin to look
I learned one thing so far, the answer's not in a book
Many paths to choose from written by the hands of man
But they were all still alive,
get this....most of the song's written, get to Jersey, boom!
Oh, by the way, when we first arrived in Jersey, the first place we went to was a place
Ignited again
Torn between two hearts
She knew it could
Never be
Newspapers said
This was written
In the sand
As the days and weeks
The seasons have gone by
blowing in the wind. And soon you'll land and rot by the side of the road and the word will sigh and the word will fade and be gone. And I won't remember
messy hall,
At a moment's notice.
I've been blessed
To know the feeling,
Of the coldest
Wind in Rome,
And you lay side-
by-side with anger,
But it's
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