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Dripping down
Can you feel the breeze
The waves of heat
On plains of snow
It's time to leave
It's time to go
Crawling up the castle wall
And one by one

we took out to Texas
And I love how I wrote that song for you, but you were way too hungover to listen
And I love how I told you not to, but you

imagine
Taken by the breath of the Lord, the waves crashing
Breath taken, divine passion
Celebrate our life in the flesh cause deaths active
Pray for unity

Live from the centre of the universe, the galaxy of the galaxies, the reality of the realities, its the reality show. And here he is now, our host

makes me white as snow
No other fount I know
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
This is all my hope and peace
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
This is all my

(Guide Track Sung by Christine Hull)
						Demi
(Looking out the window)
Haven't seen these fields in years.
Not since we headed west.
The hills that

a world that's all black and white
You'll make people laugh
And sometimes you'll make them cry
But they won't be happy until
The day that you die

O say I

the same
So hold my hand
As we dance to our favorite song
Rest your head
Upon my shoulder
Look into my eyes
Do you see yourself
You look beautiful in white

I'm staring at a
Plain paper sheet
It's a late afternoon
In Kreuzberg
I'm in the kiez
Supposed to write a song
Nothing comes to mind
So I'll jot down

Where heaven lies

She paints her nails plain white
Pretends to friends it's just frost bite
Cause heaven lies
In every vain existence
In every routined

Accompaniment to illustrious vibration
The Kick-drum let's the snare pop
That boom-bap makes your head bop
To the musical melodies synthesized by the key
Bored

just stand by
Cause you know I'm not the same
Man I'm too fly
Man I'm too fly

Got that all white suit, I'm basically that guy
My team stay mad cute,

Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905

The Gift of the Magi

Saw a white bird by the roadside, wading near the riverbed
The sunlight fading, turning skies to darker shades of red
And somewhere in a daydream is

the trenches are
We get hurt
Ain't no time for us to mend the scars
Third string getting ready when they bench the stars

Got some white friends
Thinking that we

Filled With Love (cn cnniversary Song)

I'm in love
cnd it's plain to see
That my whole world changed
When you married me.

The moon and stars
Were

in each others feels is the plain thing
Loving you really sounds like a tasty thing
Pleasuring really seems to be our main thing
Now I'm feeling that

that I exist
(Sometimes I wonder why)
Yeah, there's a reason I keep writing songs about this
(Sometimes I wonder if I matter to you)

You were my family

at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast

God of our weary years
God of our silent tears
Thou who has brought us thus far on the way

The Streets of Laredo

Tom Jones

Legendary Performer

1999

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a young cowboy wrapped up in white linen
Wrapped in white linen

the night, in the cold.
A casa presa no pé,				Home is imprisoned in our feet,
a parede ruindo,					the wall crumbling,
a planta a secar,					the plant drying,

a word said, but there were times where we got caught
And I remember the minute we graduated, we dipped
We all ran to our cars, a smile plain on our lips

Ima run it like sonic
I open up the bag and I get to jumpin
Either pay me in full and I want it by the summer
Neeeext

Yeah
Uhh

Spirit into this song

phakama ngik’bhambe ke

Ayamaah is the name
It means amazing it’s simple and plain
Memories replay, she loves Angie Stone the song “As we lay”
Born in