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Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision

Yeah I need that
The good and bad
Together for the worst type shit
I need you right here
Yes sir
I go by
Mr. Yuck
Voice of the oppressed
Our love

who completed me
Without you here I just can't be
Every moment feels so cold
Memories of you, they never get old
Without you here, just can't hold
Soul

a youngin from the south and I’m jus’ tryna use my voice YD.

(Chorus = El Chino Then YD)
De un lado y otro lado, todos son lo mismo
From the west

being a con artist

… By "con" I mean contract. Thinking we bond over hot snacks and wise cracks?
Nah, your name on the line, Jack plus all of the little

[Verse]
Memories flowing through my mind
Like an old movie that I rewind
Thoughts of the past
They never fade
In this song
The memories are made

A night of burning Is falling down
Obsessed by Satan dirty whore
Is sentenced to torture mind,
But now she-s lying on the floor.

Reality is shrinked

see more

Old woods of this forest
Seems to strange my mind
Voices of wolves and owls
This silence so heavy and defending

Fog and Winter all around me

posting up by myself
Or with the people I love
I'm always with day ones
Why, why they always wanna to pay attention you should focus more on yourself
Timing

starved, voice carved onto wax (and still get taxed)
Relax, unrest unless undressed to the core
Ever so slowly, wash away old skin like springs of sulfur

be a little kid!

Forget what you're told
Before you grow old
It's all make believe
Don't be naive!
Still stuck in the past
It went by so fast
My heart

In a small town where the river bends low
We gather around the fire's soft glow
Daddy's old guitar strumming through the years
Telling tales

Go out and stand on mountain
Hear the void
Every part of the void
Can you hear the loud voices?
And a wind's gonna pass by you with love
What will

The Sound of Silence

Stars at Studio 99

The Best of Simon & Garfunkel : A Tribute Performed by the Stars at S

2001

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,

Get on the Train

God Street Wine

Red

1996

That we ain't seen the worst of this heat
Police sergeant come by to call
Shot seventeen holes in the wall
Got mud on the rug in the hall
And said

Finding your life dominated by voices and forces
The shapes the shoes of horses
Little ticklish melodies
When the good ideas are felonies
That's called

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping

voice
They need a helping hand
And all the great old gospel songs
We sing 'em still
But Jesus, send some more good songs to sing

Jesus, send a song we

thoughts a LITERAL voice

Come out to meet me by the tree
I'll give your eyes so much more to see

Burn it... burn it all down

Burn it, BURN IT all down
So

Same Ol' Fears by Joe Retta

I should no better when will I learn?
They're not gon' bring me down today
I been triyn' to make some sense of it all

(God put a song in the heart of an angel)
(And softly she sang it to me)

I get to thinking
Lots of times about
Back when I was a lad
Of the old

so tormented now, she's just not seeing clear|Haunted by the voices that only she can hear|And it's a strange way to live for a young thing, a long way

on the corner there's old Sam, the shoe-shine man
Looks up from his Racing-Form, says Hi Cas, how you been?
I shake his hand for some familiar something I can

You're never alone, just call Jesus
You are never alone, call on His name
He is always by your side, no matter where you are
Oh never, you're never