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3. | Red/Black |
4. | Sleepy Son |
5. | Golden Artifact |
6. | White Dove |
7. | Snow Goddess |
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Dirty streets are filled with suits and televisions, the smell cuts a glass shore under the season, heads roll down the hill and father keeps it still, the sickness is trying to sit with me
man knows god is resoluting pain for mercy, a new age of slience calls in the sun, no sound or song shines like the sun, theres peace in in the mountains where an old man sits in the warm sun his own best friend better he once was he does not take sweets he takes all the money, the motions not a hint of a smile to be found, his back keeps turning never looking out for me, ill scream for peace in the mountain range, i know that wev'e been through this before, we are the souls of a dying race, ill tell all the kids we'll burn in hell, ill scream for peace in the mountain range
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Oh lord
I'll give up in time
When all falls in between the lines
Oh soul, we'll fall down together
and retire with the changing weather
Oh lord, I've been left unnoticed
I set sail all without a ship
Oh soul, we're in this hall together
We're searching underneath our shelter.
I'm alone. Lift me from my humble home
Beauty calls. Pull me from familiar walls
Oh lord, I believe in heaven
But a sinner told me im a dead man
Oh soul, all I want is freedom
But I'm told materials bleed wisdom
Oh lord, show me sign of power
Rid thy world of all the cowards
Oh soul, we'll find our own savior
Deep down in the coldest winter
I'm alone. Lift me from my humble home
Beauty calls. Pull me from familiar walls
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Baby, don't worry
Don't be silly
You will love me
Baby, in your dreams
We're lost and found
In the northern sky
I see a candle
It's in my window
I'm gonna show you
I'll see you soon
Our sun
Will shine
In the northern sky
And our moon
Will rise
In the candlelight
Embrace this dark place
Where I stand and sing
Oh sing into me
And I'll live another day
Oh realistic minds
Won't you try
And sing
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