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on the ground.
Can you fly without your wings on board?
It seems pretty unfair to end up on the floor.
Paying for a crime you weren't charged for,
Alive in
Dancing, dancing round the fires Scales of brass
And blackened gold Wings of flame, obsidian
Eyes Miracle you behold Sparkling bliss you see
In her
not the girl
You thought I would be
I will never be
So get over me
I am not the girl
I'm going to be
Nothing more to say
My wings, they grow
This song of evening's light
Would charge my memory to flight
The trees that listen
Swift wings do carry on through constant
Gardens they offer
Time - He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me boys
Time - He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking
as a spider spinning daydreams
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in
Gets tangled up every once in a while
What's a little anticipation in a violent liberation?
Clip your southern wings and fly
Scratching he's a puzzle
around me.
Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings,
Bump into things like someone in love.
Each time I look at you,
I'm limp as a glove,
around me.
Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings,
Bump into things like someone in love.
Each time I look at you,
I'm limp as a glove,
You know he dreams about tornadoes, tumbleweeds, and hurricanes
I could blame it on his halos always getting in the way
(If I'd known his wings were
painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly, my friends
The show must go on (go on, go on, go on) yeah
your wings
Returning with the first signs of spring
Here with me
Waiting all winter
For you to come and birds to sing
Waiting for the love that
and the phantom emerges from behind the statue)
I gave you my music
Made your song take wing
And now how you've repaid me
Denied me and betrayed me
He was
Oh I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the blue bird as she sings
The six-o'clock alarm would never ring
But six rings and I rise
Wipe the sleep out
your wings never touch the ground,
No matter how softly they seem.
(?)
My love songs suck, yours make me cry,
The world beneath you wonders why.
I know
The very thought of you makes my heart sing
Like an April breeze on the wings of spring,
And you appear in all your splendor,
My one and only
as a spider spinning daydreams
I'm as giddy as a baby on a swing
I haven't seen a crocus or a rosebud or a robin on the wing
But I feel so gay in
She comes down with her hair on fire while I sleep,
And I feel wider than, higher than you know.
She walks down with her wings on fire,
If I could
of fate
I accept the will maternal
Hear the gift in the cry of the child
Or the bale from blackend wings
Cursed lines and candles flame
Killed with
kowtow
And the sparrows would take wing, if I were king.
serenading the moon
Oh skylark
I don't know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won't you lead
them at the door!
And soon you'll be beside me!
You'll guard me and you'll guide me
I gave you my music
Made your song take wing
And now how
on the wing
Hold on to your hat honey,
Sing, sing, sing, sing
Heat up, cool down (cool down)
I got words in my head so I say them
Don't let life get me
be bumpin' It
Most of these stupid Mc's could never handle the steez
Spooks be bringin' when we singin' man y'all wing It and please
I got
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