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Light pollution
04:01
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Baby, I think it has rained tonight,
if it's not in the streets, at least in your eyes.
This fall seems eternal
and we're so far from home.
This weather made our hearts grow cold.
And the lights of the city
don't let us see the stars.
Oh, baby, it's alright. It's alright.
The half for the fire,
and the half for the rain.
Don't let your soul be sold by pain.
We were just two birds
searching for home,
you flew high and I flew low.
The half for the fire,
and the half for the rain.
Stay young, stay free, stay in grace.
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Pantheon
03:59
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Painful and special, like the needle in the hay.
Pure, holy, and unhappy.
Vow of eternal love and despair,
behold centuries bleeding loneliness.
Take my soul and tie it to your heart.
Shake my world and tear the walls apart.
Raise a white flag to calm the pain,
but death winds are knocking at your door
and a river of sadness floods your home.
A face carved in stone shed no tears
through the best or through the worst,
but even marble can be broken.
Stone by stone
I will build your memory
to be by my side eternally.
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Anchors
04:45
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The sky looks grey, like the day we were born,
like the ashes of our years together,
like our future,
like the cold stone
where we wrote our vow
about living forever,
where our legends are going to be carved.
Friends are the anchors,
they keep us safe away from the storm,
but where does the boat go
when the anchor's gone?
And even at our worst we care for each other,
and when the wind gets tough
we raise our glasses and shoulder to shoulder we fight
to arrive to the docks.
Your loss is a pain I felt never before
since in my belly I carried Leviathan.
Friends are the anchors,
they keep us safe away from the storm,
but where does the boat go
when the anchor's gone?
And the acts,
and the words,
and the shared drunken nights,
and the tears,
and the laughs,
and the feelings and smiles,
all that will go so far away,
but the faces, the names, and the souls
have a place in my heart.
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Great escape
02:04
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This town isn't big enough
and I can't take this anymore.
Evil eyes judge and sentence,
conspiring with viperine tongues.
Bloody fangs looking for meat,
shredding your dreams,
cutting your hopes.
There are vultures flying upon me,
but they won't feast on my flesh.
North star will bless our ride,
light up our road,
and guide us well.
We can face all of our demons
but together we must stand.
And if you want to come with me
we can live the outlaw way.
And there will be no turning back
when we make our great escape.
So chose a pretty smile
and wear it as your sunday best.
Put your energies together,
there will be no time to rest.
We are horses running free
with stormy winds into our veins.
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True love
01:40
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You' re always with me,
in joy and sorrow, in love and pain.
You shook my heart with your heart and soul of Nashville,
from whence you came.
You sing for love,
you sing for loneliness,
for glory, you sing for sin.
You sing for tears,
you sing for smiles.
You sing for everyone,
you sing for me.
This time I'd like to talk to you
and make you an offer you can't refuse:
I'll always be true
if you let me pass the rest of my life with you.
I promise I'll always be true
if you let me pass the rest of my life with you.
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