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to me, you're such a dream 
Believe me, I know not "seems" 
With you, it's never too soon 
You put my piano in tune 
And I could never look away from your

am So brand new
I can't choose when it comes to you
Girl you ghat no clue about the things you do
How you make me feel
You're my muse
Make me dance

what are we go do
Cuz I can't live without you... girl
One thing I know for sure
Me and you we go
So, What are we go do
Cuz girl I need more muse muses

that the muse is the only thing you lose
But me, I'm still figure drawing 

Dear friend, I never thought about you dying 
Until one night I got a call

Views from the window
Views from the window
Views from the window

You using my mannerisms without really realizing
Last thing I'm tryna do is
Last

of those from David's line
The melancholy chords come not by accident
But by the muses in my veins
The muses in my pains
The answer is art
The answer is art

think you know, you don't know, you don't have any idea
The type of things that we got cookin' in this fuckin' cocina
Soon as I see the opportunity I'll

seeing my scars in your eyes

Now I'm holding onto Reko Muse
Trying to reclaim the things I lost to you

My mother says that I'm insane
My sister says that

Rockin' to the P.M.

Raw Fusion

Live From the Styleetron

1991

home sweetie

(Piano Man play your thing)

There's an old tale wrought with mystery of Tom the Poet and his muse 
And a magic lake which gave a life to the words the poet used 
Now, the muse

apart
Things don't go
The way they should

And you
Are my muse
And I choose
To need you

By my side
To love you
All my life

By my side
To love you
All my

I'm breathin' out, breathin' in
Come on gimme the beat and I am back in the ring
Forget all da trouble, any fuckin' bad thing
Disappears, when

The Lonely

British Sea Power

The Spirit of St. Louis/The Lonely

2002

Till in the darkness I see lights
No nor candelabra
But things from other stars

I'll drink all day and play by night
Upon my Casio, electric piano

own muse baby

If you ask bout me all I can say is I'm confusing
Every single breath I take is used to make some music
Know I'll be dead when I don't

make more
To my last breath, I'm blessed
I'm brave to the core
Bread the destroy
Living and you'll die by the sword
Have no remorse
Looking in myself for

You got some news
But everything
That you say is all reused
All all reused
And my muse
Is a fake cigarette
And your fake news on the loop
Your fake

Putting It Together

Barbra Streisand

Timeless: Live in Concert

2000

it, it's as good as dead
It has to come to life
Bit by bit, putting it together
Piece by piece, only way to make a work of art
Every moment makes

Putting It Together

Barbra Streisand

The Broadway Album

1985

it, it's as good as dead
It has to come to life
Bit by bit, putting it together
Piece by piece, only way to make a work of art
Every moment makes

like that Gaga lady said
Not my fault
Not my fault
Not my fault, oh
Not my fault
Not my fault
Not my fault
Not my fault
What's by my fault is
My

the best brain
I try to refrain 
Dick up in her mouth
She take the whole thing
To put the facts straight 
She fucked the whole team
Piano and cigs 
I'm on my

Drowned
Aren't you lucky you're not burned up by the Fire
Aren't you lucky you're not entombed in the Earth
Burned up by the Fire now or Drowned
You're in

regarding
be by your side and stand still,
might demanding

But that's the thing, I like about you
I'm so afraid to lose
Cause those smiles of you are my muse

you dance do your thing
Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me I wanna watch you dance do your thing
In the morning when I wake up by your side, every

find her way
Piano playin' girl will fade away

Ahou ha yeah yeah yeah yeah

See that marvelous joy of hers
Silenced by a selfish hollow man?
No matter