Courtesy of blank intuition.
This Lattice is torn repeatedly
Frame by frame.
By you.
And within withering syncopation
In time (totality) escaped: »
Sonnet
Transfer Trachea Reverberations from Point: False Omniscient
by The End
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maids all in a row
[Chorus]
It's reaching
And groping a clammy handshake
Clawing the ivy
Crawling the tightrope along the Lattice work
With this »
Green Fingers
A Kiss in the Dreamhouse
by Siouxsie and the Banshees
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love
And he whispers with face bent, I'm waiting for you love
Get up on the stool, through the Lattice step lightly
And we'll rove in the grove while »
Spinning Wheel
Ave Maria
by Nana Mouskouri
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Three creaky wooden stairs
Those squeaky rocking chairs
The well worn welcome mat
The Lattice vines, the happy times
All I wanna do when »
On the Front Porch
The Music of Disney: A Legacy in Song
by Burl Ives
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enemy
She's my enemy
She's my enemy
I woke up, she was painting the lattice
She can't see through her mother's magnets
She can't see, she breathes »
Enemy
Bird Brain
by Buffalo Tom
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It's the kind of grey November day that washes away reflections
In the eyes of hotel porters
And the latticed wooden benches by the sea contain no »
Not the One
Modern Times
by Al Stewart
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separate
11:11 is the precious time we wasted
So let the blind fight the blind and see,
As the fall take over summer
Bringing the Lattice roses »
77:77
Want One [Bonus Tracks]
by Rufus Wainwright
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stories high
Except my house, oh my my, I see
See crossed Lattice work made out of brick
I see buildings
With laundry hanging out of the window
Never »
Brasilia Crossed With Trenton
Wishing Well + Four Live Tracks
by Bob Mould
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stories high
Except my house, oh my my, I see
See crossed Lattice work made out of brick
I see buildings
With laundry hanging out of the window
Never »
Brasilia Crossed With Trenton [Live]
Poison Years
by Bob Mould
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begging it
Well did he ever know
Will he ever know?
The trees in the moonshine are a dark lattice
So you catalog any angle you notice
In a vacuum you »
Red Rabbits
Wincing the Night Away
by The Shins
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know it's still without
Face is latticed with her hair
Reaches out but nothing's there
Shaking wake her up I try
I can only watch her lie
Simon »
Simon's Sleeping
Projekt Presents: A Dark Cabaret
by Pretty Balanced
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Seething shadows creep towards the verge
Sepulcure lights were smothered
Skies' last eyelets latticed
All eyes looked to the waters
Ablazen with fire »
The Midnight Grotesque
Ever-Arch-I-Tech-Ture
by Axamenta
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apparatus brings the ivy to the lattice
And the bigguns are enraptured by the people with the conch
The melodic symbiotic like the Geefel to the Gonk »
Organic Machine
Super Mercado
by 2 Skinnee J's
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Latticed by scars
To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair
Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary there,
In netherglades tethered where onyx »
Twisting Further Nails
Lovecraft & Witch Hearts
by Cradle of Filth
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Latticed by scars
To unbind knotted reins that kept in canter, despair
Shod on melancholy, fleet to sanctuary there,
In netherglades tethered where onyx »
The Twisted Nails of Faith
Cruelty and the Beast
by Cradle of Filth
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My name is Michael; I ride my bicycle
Hard up the high hills
Of Charlemagne's driveway
I climb up the trellis
Lock fingers into Lattice work »
Astroknot
Paint by Number
by 3
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[music: breitenbach - eilen]
[lyrics: eilen]
[arranged by breitenbach]
a little room with a Lattice window
Here I live there's nothing more
Outside »
Hatred
Good Part for Each
by Warhead
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be right
This window open to the night?
The wanton airs, from the tree-top,
Laughingly through the Lattice drop
The bodiless airs, a wizard rout, »
The Sleeper
Dead Lovers' Sarabande (Face One)
by Sopor Aeternus
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Lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is and this mystery explore--
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-- »
The Raven
Poems and Tales of Edgar Allan Poe, Vol. 1
by Basil Rathbone
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louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is and this mystery explore
Let my »
The Raven
Closed on Account of Rabies: Tales of Edgar Allan Poe
by Christopher Walken
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