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Through the mists of time
The mists of time
All the restless cries
Through the mists of time
On a mountain high
Through the mists

An Artist

Songs Out Of Clay

Al Stewart

Orange [Expanded Edition]

1972

"Oh I know that you are an artist" she said
"For you make your songs out of clay
You carry the dust on your hands and your face
You never quite

In the Moon Mist

Doris Day

The Hot 50: Doris Day-Fifty Classic Tracks

2013

One night I wandered by a stream
And you were standing in the moon mist
I thought at first you were a dream
Until you smiled there in the moon

Aryan mist
Among the bridges
You hang by the river
You've been here forever
Aryan mist

What can the matter be
In a world full of glamor
Does

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Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre

Far have I travelled and much have I seen
Dark

you had misty eyes for years?
Could that mist be tears? Could that mist be tears?

Well, now they tell me that you saw Cochise
When he made his last

we're in that crazy mood
Let's defrost, in a romantic mist
Let's get crossed, off everybody's list
To celebrate this night we found each other

Metal Militia

Metallica

Kill 'Em All

1983

for her sins
Leaving the virgin
Suicide running as if it were free
Ripping and tearing

On through the mist and the madness
We are trying to get

I'd go

Longin' to tell you, but, afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances pass me by

Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go in the mist of day

I'd go

Longin' to tell you, but, afraid and shy
I'd let my golden chances pass me by

Soon you'd leave me
Off you would go in the mist of day

Breath
Warmth
Light
Beauty
Morning mist and wind breathe with His breath,
Wet soil and rocks are warm with His flesh,
Sun twinkle, stars are lit with

for her sins
Leaving the virgin
Suicide running as if it were free
Ripping and tearing

On through the mist and the madness
We are trying to get

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff

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