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of bad habits
And I never felt worse than right now
I think it's a curse that I only go down
On the hillside, clouds flowing out of my mouth
And a sky so

the same
Queen City bottom, talking bout North side I felt mama pain
Bottom like hillside past the Mailboxes where Broadway grandma Was staying
Daddy in

Streetlights, Empty Wells

Anatomy of a Ghost

Evanesce

under your name tear out our insides breaking hearts in seas of ink as the cities rise up from the hillsides where the lights had burnt my eyes missing

On a hillside
At moonrise
We're trying to unveil
The mysterious night
To celebrate
The season change
Like our ancestors
From mystical days
Dear

we fell to my living room floor
When you go back to the town we grew up in do you see those lights on the hillside
The ones that we drove all night

Your apartment up on seventh street
Can you remember?
Those lights on the hillside
Always out of reach
We were always an embrace away
Midnight meet

The hopeless young men of Gaza
For whom peace is a forgotten dream
The unwanted detritus of warfare
Swept away by a monstrous regime
On a hillside above East

just for some, but for everyone
Lord, we don't need another mountain
There are mountains and hillsides enough to climb
There are oceans and rivers enough

In the doorway she stood
The threshold she stays
Where shadows stray
Red lights on hillsides
It's the arch of her back when she puts her hair up

Time's ours to waste, from two days to decades
The window's the same but the view had to change
A corner by moonlight, a stop sign, a hillside, this

lips
Oh take me back to the spring
The spring was far away
Far away from any place
Such a beautiful landscape
The flowers the hillsides and
All of our

heat's breakin me down

The dust I can taste it
No creeks left to seign
The hillsides are all dyin
O Lord its such a shame

Oh Lord we're praying for rain

and the hillsides have eyes
Ten thousand Buddhas in concrete disguise
I'm on the road with salt fields and dust
Potholes and detours to quench my wanderlust
I'm

I can see the faces on the sunrise
Wide eyes carved into the hillside
I can see through 
Coming back to

I can hear the echos from the ocean
Luring

I can see the faces on the sunrise
Wide eyes carved into the hillside
I can see through 
Coming back to

I can hear the echos from the ocean
Luring

mortal soul
Avenging wrath presented by her earthly highness
Rivers run red as church bells toll

Aching bone from bitter wind
Frozen hillsides dead within

Myth or Man

Grip Inc.

Nemesis

reality
Nemesis or Deceiver, stench of natures dungeon
Horror upon horror, shiver as the jackal howls
Looking our from the hillside
Smoke rises from

burn

I followed, I followed my lonesome heart
Tried to heal my broken soul
We met in secret, we met on the hillside
We burned with the night sky and let

The river grows wide
Breaks down the hillside
What will remain? 
What will remain? 

Your heart is made of strings
Fine, delicate, sweet tunings

In the light, the colors of the earth shine through
Painting the hillside, every shade of green and blue

May your mind be open to beauty
May your

Campfires on hillsides resemble stars in the sky
A grim mise en scène for what will be our last night
Forty-five foes for each of our swords
All

Your mother's touch
And your father's eyes
You're still alive
In the hearts that cry
Halted youth
Buried on the hillside
Haunted by you
In my dreams

Yea
Fragie
Fragile
I'm so certain yea
I insist getting cash
From the Hillside
That's a Certainly
I'm Fragile black kid
I'm with Warren yea
I'm so

rain
Breathing life in every moment
Passing by without a trace

I felt the breath of the wind
Whisper over the hillsides and grassy plains
Spreading life