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Sonic Wind, honing in, on a tune that no one can hear perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises it would never appear in the skies (disguised)
Change in direction where birds never fly nor roam lie 'neath green valleys and wait for the call to come
Firetail bats, poised to attack to set ablaze the rafters and the roofs until the plan leaves the hand burns the site down to the ground through the ground
Craters are carving and wounds are left to weep sink to the table filtering through the years closing behind the nightmarish fears that run deep down in green valleys wait for the call to come when it's all over and the empty quarter returns to the emptiness again
5000 miles over airplane graveyards landmass oceans wide. over continents a sonic wind honing in on a tune no one can hear perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises... over the skies - in disguise
Change in direction a sonic wind is blowing and the fire it is burning down in green valleys where birds never fly nor roam over airplane graveyards, wait for the call to come and the sonic wind is whistling
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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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