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I saw buildings flashing by
In a dream of you and I, so real
Through the city in the night
Blinded by the neon lights, we reeled

By the river

Surrounded by the open and bias
I is
The what, How and the Why is
Never claim wisest, still wise here
Stating that I hate I'm motivated by fear
My dear, you

woman dear to me
Working by myself ain't have no help I had to shake back
And my last one did me wrong I told that bitch it ain't no take backs
Luckily

close my eyes 
The shapes are you,
But each day that passes by
I’m closer to you 
Closer to you 
Closer to you
What’s happened is done 
You’re still here

tough
I'll live my best life
So your proud of us

You said to me with a shining glare
Do your best at music and i'll see you there
Where your dreams are

Meet Dyler
Street anthem
Dear mum and dad sorry for bringing you out here
Its mad out here people are going to judge you out here
But I gotta do this

middle fingers while I play with your middle
Music made played with devil's fiddle
Triangular cross-hair life the cost dear
Dangerous love might trigger

Marie, carry me, away, where my dreams ever last.

Words by Joan Serra
Music by Marc Serra

try to do right so instead I keep
A mask on so they won't be mislead by me
I beg for peace in my head but see what I dread
But seek is to rest and sleep

the complications
I've created by evading all the love that I was raised in
Can't blame my mom more, at night we tend to hash it out
I might pretend I'm actually

Dear God, give me peace while I get back on my feet
Ran a couple thousand miles, riots in these streets
On the move, soul to soothe
Sweating demons

Hook
Top shelf bosses, rocking rolling, lock and loaded this that gangasta shit

Verse
It takes a special type of man to come and walk in my shoes
If

you a booth
And I grab the bluetooth, looking to connect
But I can't inject that you won't respect
The fact that I'm ill enough to request my own music

Living a lie
Made it easy to say goodbye

I have my tank filled up and the music loud
By the time you read my note I'll be well checked out
Taking

be my mother's daughter

She's right there I swear lie here my dear
All Hail Cleopatra
She's ruling through movements consuming this music
The life,

and me as a holy Trinity

I never expected the summer of love to endure so long
I never dared to imagine so much music to dance on my tongue
I never

Love Lies Dead
Brian Dear/Ken Lyons

Life is a gas, it can catch a-fire
It burned me once, it called me a liar
I lost most that I had, it wasn't

Dear Lord, I'd like to ask you look over me in this world as my tongue is my sword slaying demons and heathens tryna temp me with things I can't

or two
You'll head out every morning for your fancy nine-to-five
And I'll make music from the office by the stairs
Only thing I don't know is where it'll

Welcome to the Late Night Tales story, and extract from Finnegans Wake, written by James Joyce and read by me, Neil Taylor.

My God, alas, that dear

Cardinal In The Snow
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link

There's nothing quite like
A cardinal in the snow
All that white
And God's splash of red
As if

stand by her
Dear God, can you forgive my sins
I wash my hands but they won't rinse
I think I don't think i can wash them again
They call me an angel but

He's as real as it gets this is no lie
Then of another close and dear to my soul
AZAKEL for Kelly is a piece that makes him whole
My Middle name Michael

„Oh dear sir I have a soldier  
 and I’ve pledged to him my hand. 
 I don’t want your gold nor silver,  
 I don’t want your house nor land.” 
 Mary’s