Lyrics:
lucky
'Cause I've spent a million thinkin' of the things we've done
And I've learned how to cry and go on livin'
And to sort out my memories one by one
I
mind like a story book
And there's no happy endings to this life
Cause I can see the heartbreak in your eyes
I can feel the pain that you cry deep
I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listenin' to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do
But
write the songs
My home lies deep within you
And I've got my own place in your sole
Now, when I look out through your eyes
I'm young again, even
O, little town of Bethlehem,
how still we see thee lie;
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
the silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets
yo bread
You da King of Bethel nobody said
After this yo career hangs by a thread
You ain’t a rapper, boy you is Fred
Act just like him, just your hair
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad
of relief in his eyes.
Ain't that clown, laughin' like crazy
Ain't his eyes empty and deep
Don't he sound sad as a baby
When she cries out in her sleep
In freedom
Words and Music by: Aran Puddle
A rising generation
Set apart for liberty
A royal loving people
Chosen to be mighty
Mighty in the land
write the songs
My home lies deep within you
And I've got my own place in your soul
Now, when I look out through your eyes
I'm young again, even
begin the weekend with a groove
Roll about eight deep now what's my next move
Waitin' to nightfall so I can enjoy
System pumped by four Jeeps, runnin'
You're clear out of this world
When I'm looking at you
I hear out of this world
The music that no mortal ever knew
You're right out of a book
(Going back West)
Yes I know, I'll make out alright
Going back West
(Going back West)
Where my music's playing all night
Going back West
(Going back
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
worry
Baby come around
Missing you now
Somethin' deep (deeper, going deeper down without you baby)
It's more confusing by the hour, babe
You set me
write the songs
My home lies deep within you
And I've got my own place in your soul
Now, when I look out through your eyes
I'm young again, even
papa re
All around below above
The magic's flowing freely
Everybody's soaked in sweat
Drenched by their own feelings
Incantations cry out loud
let your hair down
Come sit by my side
And turn off the TV
Put on some music
Pull down the shade, turn out the light and love me tonight
him was not
available so the words and music herein are taken from the sheet music as written
by Stan Jones
Monroes' version, as well as competing
tonight we cry out for the world
Cry out for the world 'cause everyone hurts
Everyone goes through sorrow
Tonight we cry out for the world
Cry out for
I was sinking deep in sin,
Far from the peaceful shore,
Very deeply stained within,
Sinking to rise no more.
But the Master of the sea
Heard
in the mirror
Fight fight for your rights
Fight fight for your rights
Can't name no names
Of who's to blame
For cries out in the sky
sleep
Ocean's a royal bed
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield
Without my music, where would I be?
You taught me how to cry and still remain a G
You keep a lot of soldiers at ease
And together, the next level we'll
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