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Wheels, turning all the time Sundays, hanging on the vine Picking out the stones Turning on the headlands Tales as old as time Standing, staring
of your prayers? Would you come with me. Would you be with me. Would you hope and want to, be there in the headland hours? And believe in me? Would you
Coming up my favorite rappers was off Headland and Delowe (and Delowe) Now I'm older tryna figure where to go If you need me baby come and let me
Scanning at the blue bended headlands White flurry scudded, a dark silhouette flashes by, in the wet It is glistening flesh In the deep marine, in
We used to get our kicks reading surfing magazines Some good looking people wearing Lee Cooper jeans They're breaking on the headland, they're
We used to get our kicks reading surfing magazines Some good looking people wearing Lee cooper jeans They're breaking on the headland
this fate I'm not too late Headland dawning I'll keep watching I am crushed between the faultline Pressure can be so kind Tourment starting to subside I
Would the oceans rise with a tear of water From the widow standing on the shore Would the headlands shine a little brighter If she only knew what it
the billion rocks Ker plotsch Shore shoe god brash The headland looks like a longnosed Collie sleeping with his light on his nose, as the ocean, obeying
close my eyes I still see your face You left me here to work it out I bet you never had no doubt You're a lighthouse on the headland, when night is
evanescent smile The Sanskrit that you taught The wind in lovely Hampshire woods And the headlands where you walked And the headlands where you walked A fool,
The road bears round from the headland to the bay Nobody lives there any more, they've all gone away It's happened before And it'll happen again
on the headland When we speak Gold white and blue circles our eyes You tattooed my name In Indian ink On your collar bone Oh I'm swimming towards the lights
I bless it I'm confessin' one more lesson from the South, we in the house tonight Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose We rolls through Headland
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of somethin' good Where me and my nigga
I bless it I'm confessin' one more lesson from the South, we in the house tonight Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose We rolls through Headland
of the water flowing in the river. Above on the headland* there is a blessed old cemetery The place in which saints lived in times long ago There are people
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of somethin' good Where me and my nigga
Out on the headland, one gale-whipped tree; Curious, head bent to see. And how come you know better than me That this is not love. How come you
One for the money yes uhh two for the show A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe Was the start of somethin good Where me and my nigga rode
The soft song of the water flowing in the river. Above on the headland* there is a blessed old cemetery The place in which saints lived in times long ago
round some headland, somewhere in your memory. Everyone is from somewhere Even if you've never been there. So take a minute to remember the part of you
Along the coast road, by the headland The early lights of winter glow. I'll pour a cup to you my darling. And raise it up say Cheerio.
Along the coast road, by the headland the early lights of winter glow. I'll pour a cup to you my darling. And raise it up say Cheerio.
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