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03-26-2010, 10:32 PM
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The sky is full of clouds and
My world's full of people All different kinds with different ways It would take a lifetime to explain No one's exactly the same He and she, two different people With two separate lives Then you put the two together And get a spectacular surprise 'cause one can teach the other one What she doesn't know While still the other fills a place inside He never knew had room to grow |
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03-26-2010, 10:40 PM
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I dreamt about you last night
And I fell out of bed twice You can pin and mount me like a butterfly But "take me to the haven of your bed" Was something that you never said Two lumps, please You're the bee's knees But so am I Oh, meet me at the fountain Shove me on the patio I'll take it slowly Oh ... Fifteen minutes with you Oh, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you Oh, but I do... |
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03-26-2010, 11:47 PM
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Yes I am a pirate, a few hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder I'm an over-forty victim of fate Arrivin' too late, arrivin' too late I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast Never meant to last, never meant to last
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03-27-2010, 01:21 AM
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... last night I dreamed I had burning hands
reaching for beautiful visions and everythng was shimmering the friends that have walked on before us are waiting to take us to laughter and dancing the friends that have walked on before us are waiting to take us to the sky i dreamed i was in a boat floating on air and everything was there and everything was shimmering... 
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03-27-2010, 01:26 AM
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... so when i trip on my feet
look at the beat the words are, written in the sand when i'm shaking my hips look for the swing the words are, written in the air words can never make up for what you do easy conversations, there's no such thing no I'm shy, shy, shy my hips they lie 'cause in reality i'm shy, shy, shy but when i trip on my feet look at the ground whe words are, written in the dust When i'm shaking my hips look for the swing the words are written in the air... |
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03-27-2010, 09:23 AM
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Who knows who wrote that song of Summer That blackbirds sing at dusk This is a song of colour Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust Then climb into bed and turn to dust Every sleepy light Must say goodbye To the day before it dies In a sea of honey A sky of honey Keep us close to your heart So if the skies turn dark We may live on in Comets and stars
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03-27-2010, 09:41 AM
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Trapped in a box I'm not alone
I know of others with a box as their home Light only enters from a crack or a hole This is not enough for a human to grow Trapped in a box always wanting a different view Instant gratification for you Reality gone in a single click Just hope that that switch won't stick |
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