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IT'S NOT LOVE She's standing on a
corner, watching the rain It's not love, love She carries it with
her every night and day She pokes out her
head to see what's around |
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CATCH 22 Lenny was a steady on
the road he chose When you lose your
heart Catch 22, catch 22 He looked right, but
his feet went left Ran Maryann, to the
border she went |
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DON'T YOU KNOW (words & music: Rob Hermanowski © 2006 Kalion Music) Walking down the street I got no one to meet today Body wants to roam My mind prefers to stay at home and say “Don’t you know you’ve got No one to meet today?”
Looking like a
loner
In this game of
Used to have a
dream it’s
Start the day
there’s |
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DOMINO DOMINO
--- You came to me with
no intent You gave me your hand
and your smile, It was hard and I
fought it just That time has come
for the hardest thing It was hard and I
fought so long |
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FOR THE
BEST I
would always need a hand, messin' up all the time
Through and through I know now, that it's
for the best and how to be true You taught me how to
live, taught me how to die I thank you, I thank you My life partner, was
found to be untrue What to do, no idea what to do I know now, that it's
for the best and how to be true and I thank you
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WHAT YOU WILL Wake up with you on
my mind, if I do I bide my time I find myself at your
door, wanting you and nothing more Once in a while you
see me I find my mind is
nothing great, you see I am what I berate I'm at the end of my
rope, coping to find a way to hope |
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NOW AND THEN You know I should
just let you go Save for later, given
it time (Now and then) The harder you push,
the more I shove I look at you my
heart skips a beat |
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HERO |
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LIFE AS ONE
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CHARITY BEGINS AT HOME I
wonder why, the reason for the tears you cry Helping hands now on their own
Skies of blue, what do you do with
the truth? So you'd risk it all
for this The basic scene, it
seems to me, is to love |
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RECKLESS RADIO (words & music: Dan Noall © 2006 Noallicks)
She
rides a reckless radio Wants to change her name someday. . . Manna for the minstrel beads and magazines. Dance 'til the mirror shatters purple plasticene. Loves to hear the snow falling. . .
Freckles are the glitter
that Thinks that she is mine. . .
Pony boys and nameless ones
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