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Perpetual motion machine, it came to me in a dream Let's catch some air, that's if you dare I'm only sixteen but you're my queen It's a bright, bright morning, the road stretches far The corn on the right, the wheat on the left There's a hill up ahead, let's catch some air Perpetual motion machine, I picked up a magazine Poor aimless, poor aimless, poor aimless me Aimlessly Now look at the fireball extinguish the sun My daddy would perish if only he knew Hundred and forty, air feeds the fire
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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