Lyrics:
One night long ago by the light of the moon
An old music master sat composing a tune
His spirit was soaring and his heart full of joy
When right
today, mine could be so good.
I look into the sky, your waves rush by,
The weather man has lied, it makes me cry.
Hello Mr. Radio, do I disturb
Times were good,
She never thought about the future, she just did what she would
Oh but she really cared
About her music, it all seemed so
could be so good
I look into the sky, your waves rush by,
The weather man has lied, it makes me cry.
Hello, Mr. Radio, do I disturb you?
Sometimes I
Your music by the night wind sent
Awakes my quiet instrument
In the silence of your steps
I can see into the depths
Messenger of sympathies
My
cradles me
Holds me close and warms me
Fingers that stroke me
A deepened voice that grounds me
A body that is under me
Perfectly molds into me
Mouth forever
Times were good
She never thought about the future, she just did what she would
Oh but she really cared
About her music, it all seemed so
Oh, baby, you don't get turned on by the radio
Oh, baby, you got nothing to play on your stereo
"Why don't the Beatles get back together?"
"Why
into the light,
For everyone to start to roar.
And all the people cried, you're the one we've waited for.
Oh but time went by
It wasn't so easy
The music started in the hearts and drums, from another land
Played for everyone, by sons, of the motherland
Sendin out a message of peace,
the chords we play
Healing starts in the music's sway
Hush of melody sanctuary found
Secrets whispered all around
Each stroke release of fears
In haunting
when people are sleeping]
[I go into their old radios and turn them into magic transistors]
[And fly outside with them]
[I come from such a far away
to feel
I like you now
But is it real by the time we say goodnight
I'll know if this is right
And I feel you (you) coming through my veins.
Am I into you
break
Baby, you got skills
Uh so step right up and let the R. Get a feel
I wanna see you dance to a mid tempo
You can stroke your body and make it look so
night and crickets are callin'
And coyotes are makin' a wail
I dream by a smoldering fire
Along the Navajo Trail
I love to lie and listen
night and crickets are callin'
And coyotes are makin' a wail
I dream by a smoldering fire
Along the Navajo Trail
I love to lie and listen
child is born.
Into the wild, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.
Into the wild, I love not man the less, but nature more.
From these our interviews,
after you
Listen what I'm saying to you Run
Run Devil Run
By a swamp in Alabama in the cold in the damp
Sitting reading by the light of a kerosene
"At twelve twenty-five A.M., Wednesday
2Pac was on his way into a Times Square building
To record at an the eighth floor studio with another rapper
From breakfast on all through the day
At home among my friends I stay;
But every night I go abroad
Afar into the land of Nod.
All by myself I
One night long ago by the light of the moon,
An old music master sat composing a tune,
His spirit was soaring and his heart full of joy,
When
Showed you all of my hiding spots
I was dancing when the music stopped
And in the disbelief
I can't face reinvention
I haven't met the new me yet
your body through the music
Get it started, get into it
Come on everybody do it
You've got to dance through the music
People doing what you're doing
night and crickets are callin'
And coyotes are makin' a wail
I dream by a smoldering fire
Along the Navajo Trail
I love to lie and listen
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