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were dust, raining on us There was a phantom me in a bed of love Home Home Naturally collapsing Our homes and beds and wedding rings Home Home

all die Dinge nur noch Souvenir Bist du denn schon so ganz der Mensch aus Glas so kalt so glatt so transparent bist du denn schon so ganz der Mensch aus Glas

make the grade and fail the class take the test and do your best watch you burn you life away buried in the hourglass you can open up your mind everybody

't know how to tie his tie He stood right there and he had hair galore The man in the looking glass Who can he be The man in the looking glass Can he

The story so far the young boy Makes it all alone In walks a diamond She says "Lover take me home" Oh--red car and black horse Speed me Taste of sweat

Bayeza abafana bancane wema Bayeza abafana bancane wema Baphethe iqwasha, baphethe ibazooka Bathi, "Sangena savuma thina Lapha abazange bengena abazali

(words t.bryn, m brooke/music t.bryn) the man in the moon is my man he never say nothing so i know he understands he's the brother i never had- the

Ho sentito la voce del mare Di uccelli e sirene Le voci del bosco e del fiume Tamburi e chitarre di Spagna Le orchestre profane E l?organo in chiesa Ho

You found yourself alone Underneath the burning starlit sky The smoke is suffocating Cover up your blood shot eyes The people crowd the streets with