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start painting the memories
I thought were lost
To the fields where dreams would soar
Just to wash away before
We were drawing skies of gold
But golden

say

I can see it ahead, the night is so cold
Playing the wild one til' the darkness gets old
The tides on the turn, it's drawing me in
Wash away all

destiny
Blindly echoing your panic
Die free
Your destiny

Leading myself away
Scorching my faith
Devoted

I'll follow you     
Where the paths are drawing

it's fuck all of them niggas
No, they ain't believe in my vision but now they tryna fuck with me they see that I'm drawing the picture
Wash 'em away out

last week now

Crawl back to the drawing board
Just to wash it clean
They will talk
But they will never say what they mean

Crowded floors and sleepless

to mine
On Sunday
My day off

You know, Franz, I believe that artist is drawing us 

Huh? Who?

Monsieur's friend

Monsieur would never think

Summer days, drawing hearts in the sand
Words we'd say, believin all our well laid plans yeah
The the tide rolls up on ya, people change every day

New Horizons

Michael Kiske

Instant Clarity

1996

it near!
Break down the walls!
Wash away all the pain!

New horizons drawing near.
The change will come and say it clear.
Things we know they

Depression
I am going to slide drawings of you pooping
Under the door while you poop
And scrub the frog eggs on your back
And kiss your scars and bite your

said victory is mine
Isaiah 13:9 we're running out time
The end's drawing near see way too many signs
The kingdoms coming here we all have to get in line

drawings in the sand  
 the tide will wash away  
  
 forget  
 cheerfulness  
 become  
 happiness  
  
 burn all your books  
 and give wisdom  
 your

of heaven
In a peace that lasts forever
Sinking deep in mercy's sea

I'm wide awake
Drawing close stirred by grace
And all my heart is Yours
All fear removed

have been left here hanging, swinging in the wind
A whole new life I'm not ready to begin
Until I wash these hands of sin
Darling where you've been
I

Nobody is just curious 
Drawing attention to yourself 
Walking around so fuckin’ pressed 
I know your kind too well 

Fool… I’m on ya mind all the time but

Look, I'm just chillin, thinking, mind running like DMC it's tricky, uh
clways in my feelings but I'm drawing ears like Disney, uh
Rat nigga, mouse

the end is drawing nigh

Reach to my memories, and whisper in my ears
Tell me how the flowers bloom and wash away my fears

Reach to my memories, a thousand

our hands

Drawing, reading, we are having fun
Oh, the joy has just begun
And then again, we wash our hands
And do the shaking, shaking dance

Treasure

Give in to the pain inside, let it win
Been drawing these lines in my skin, for hours
As long as I'm here I might as well
I'm sick of the secrets

Wash your hands often
and use hand sanitiser
Cough or sneeze into your arm
don't spit everywhere
no no!
wave instead of hugging
Why are you singing

me in Georgia Lord
Meet me in Georgia Lord
Can't make it, ok
Lord just meet me half way
Meet me in Georgia Lord

Wash me Lord in the blood
Wash me Lord

And the waves wash it away
Bleeding on the beach
From drawing hearts in the sand
When the tide rises high
Don't let go of my hand

I might drown
I might drown
If

Were you painted?
And was there color left afterwards?
Are you an angel or just a picture perfect drawing?
'Cause in the desert you would be water in

This heart's longing to receive, all that You have for me
Night after night, day after day
Your presence is calling me, Your spirit is drawing me

no time in it
Every second stretches out
My whole life is with you now
My whole life
So come on
Let's fall into the ocean of our love
Let's wash up