Lyrics:
of our lives
My mamma's got a cherokee rose
Cold as the night as the soft wind blows
My mamma's got a cherokee rose
Let it grow, Let her fly, she's gonna
a flying trapeze
And you count on your knees
From up there in the sky
You can blow like the wind
And yes I'm just a clown
And it's not easy
I pretend to live
jungles deep while we sleep
Hoping they not cut to pieces by the evils or the beasts
For lives lost in suicide blasts we hoping to blow up
But not like this
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowing
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it, like to hear it? Here it goes
Question, what exactly
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowing
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it, like to hear it? Here it goes
Question, what exactly
A great dark blue laugh like the clouds up above
Stands by the sea as the wind slowly blows
I know, yes I know, what you have been thinking of
Too
Blow by blow
Wouldn't bow, wouldn't fold
Clinging only to my pride
Cut the rope
And sailed out into the cold
Now the ocean's open wide
There be monsters
flight like a kite
When the wind blows
Creepin in my Timbo's
Most, hoe's know, I'm out to get the loot
Fuck being your boyfriend girl I want to hit
my eyes and take a ride inside
Feel the breeze blow by, I'm getting' you high
Bob Nesta said it best everything will make
I listened' to the wind
moves but the wind, it blows.
It says "Yes, oh yes."
It says "This is what you've been homesick for."
I want to learn all the languages of man.
kicked her wind out she slid right into the kitchen
I said girl you the bomb but you gotta blow by yourself
She said this ain't over I'm a see you in hell
Holding on to my dreams and my crazy schemes
Yes I'm still holding on
Thought I’d found true love
I was sure it never could end
I was blinded by the light
Bells of glory, please remain the same
Winds of fury, cycle in the rain
Cycle in the rain, with the span of time
Through the frame of mind the winds
flight like a kite
When the wind blows
Creepin in my Timbo's
Most, hoe's know, I'm out to get the loot
Fuck being your boyfriend girl I want to hit
blows doors straight off the hinges
Masked Avenger, I appear to blow your ear like wind
With a freestyle, sharper than the Indian spear
So sit back
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes a blonde, despondent from her failures
Fury rages claiming innocence lost
That
tryna find again
You wasn't there You wanna meet my kids
Wasn't there You wanna meet the kids
All the pain Just toss it to the wind
Spark this up Blow it
Lord we march those dusty roads to guiness burg that day
Jamie right there by my side oh lord every step of the way
Soft blow the summer winds where
Holy the night, peaceful the sky
Silent the stars above, gentle the wind that blows
Through an open window far below
Where she is watching, where she
wool?
Yes and it is all for you
Some for the spirit, some for the soul
Some for the winter when the wind blows cold
Ba-ba Rainbow Sheep, have you any
her!
For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her
We swear by rote for want of more
Leave her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is long and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her
We swear by rote for want of more
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
But
and every hour
Till my work on earth is done
I'll be the wind that blows the sand dunes
cnd make everything alright
Verse 2
Now forever seems more than
the wind blow by gettin’ lost in her angel eyes
Feelin Sunday fine
I’m feeling
Sunday fine
Fine bottle of whiskey got me Tennessee tipsy
Them back
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