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I want to reach out and touch the sky
I want to touch the sun
But I don't need to fly
I'm gonna climb up every mountain on the moon
And find

Wrong Number

The Cure

Greatest Hits [Bonus CD]

2001

laid plans this side of America
Started out in church and finished with Angelica
Red and blue soul with a snow white smile
Can you dig it, can you dig

of the Lamb?
Are your garments spotless, are they white as snow?
Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?

Are you washed in the blood?
In the soul

to touch the sky
You don't own my soul
Get your hands off of me
Gonna rest my bones
When I am free
You don't own my soul
Get your hands off of me
Gonna rest

to soldier on

 Now I must soldier up

Til’ all my soldiers up

My last shit sold a bunch

You niggaz sold ya’ soul

Plus all ya’ soldiers suck

By now you

Oh It's Cold out there
When You are your own Christmas feels so Alone
But There's hope out there
Don't Feel so wrong
This is your song

Scratches by

Love Invincible

Michael Franti

Songs from the Front Porch

2003

and I won't patronize your soul.
When you start to lose control, when you get irrational, 
When you start to get too high, I see you come floating by, I

touch your soul

Never been turned on by the ones that's close, plotted on by the ones you love the most
Talked about bad in a public post, yeah, they do

the darkened skies
The summer sun is on the wane again
Embrace my heart, embrace my soul
Your touch is heaven sent

I wish that summer never would let go
I wish

Captured

tobyMac

Tonight

2010

All I wanna do
All I wanna do

I'm Your prisoner by choice
I will rest at Your feet
And I'll only lift my voice
When You want me to sing
It's

the one true God 
When I'm feeling down he brings me up 
Go to my church for soul revival 
Take time in my day to pick up my bible 
Read all day I'll never

know
That all our problems, can't be solved
If your with me, I won't let you fall
So hold me tighter don't let go oh
Eyes are delicate as snow
So come

Little Baby Nothing

Manic Street Preachers

Generation Terrorists [US]

1992

scarey 
So hold me in your arms 
I want to be your only possession

Used, used, used by men 

All they leave behind is money 
Paper made out

[Bridge]
I'm just a dreamer with stories to tell,
Of love and laughter that life can compel.
With a heart full of hope, I'll sing my song,
To warm your soul

I remember
When I was a little boy
I had a dream that
One day 
I would touch the sky
I had a vision
I could do anything
No one could stop me
I was

Hearing your whispering words
I know we’re symbiotic souls
Flush my skin with your touch
I know we’re symbiotic souls
I found myself in you
Our bodies

by the poor for the plenty
We'll march under your towers, day after day
To make sure you hear us say
Are you justified
In taking all that they own?
How

by the poor for the plenty
We'll march under your towers, day after day
To make sure you hear us say
Are you justified
In taking all that they own?
How

Call on my Father
Posted flex up my Mother
They telling me repent
They still beefing up with they drama
This to my Darma
Protected stay by her corner

walk these small town streets we once called home
Soon they will be covered up in snow
My long lost June the touch of your hand letting go
Of the love

This summer rain
Will fall again
To touch me by its sweet caress
Beneath the drops
I'll start to grow
And turn into a blooming rose

Touch me, feel

laid plans this side of America
Started out in church and finished with Angelica
Red and blue soul with a snow white smile
Can you dig it, can you dig

York
Turned fight for the living
Fighting for ya life
Can’t give you no pity
Warning don’t come to this city
Matta fact don’t touch this borough
Avoid

Loneliness is real, comfort from you and I
Seeking your soul, were connecting whole, as one
Tiger in the woods prowling
Seeking greatness by knowing true me