 | A Hostage and the Meaning of Life (2 Titles) |
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By Brazil, Awake Dreaming Solemn revery Too lost Secret Link in a broken chain Eyes are open Only they
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By Brazil, one wore white the other dressed in red one invincible
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By Brazil, J'ai une ame solitaire Feels the same Can you not see it? Our
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By Brazil, "I'm thinking we're shrinking," said the lady to her darling. "But
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By Brazil, Mr. Mercury, (U.S. patent No. 55453xx54), a cast iron steam
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By Brazil, Watch me and stay close beside So helplessly waiting close my
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By Brazil, Breathe in breathe out your contradictions Breathe in breathe out your
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By Brazil, (Cameo...cameo) There! There you are! There again... Staring through the screen when the lights
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By Brazil, They say you died in your sleep From a poison vapour
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By Brazil, Mass of rain scaling skyscrapers. Point only to failed ambitions. Alone in
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By Brazil, Underwater in a submarine He smokes a cigarette and blows th'
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By Brazil, Is it called a crime if I play with time? All
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By Brazil, it's a story about a street named “Decision†lays open
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By Brazil, One time for me Is too late for you Their plastic gaze Would
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By Brazil, Breathe the air Eye the eye Reach out and grab the hand
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By Brazil, One wore white The other dressed in red One invincible The other
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By Brazil, Your sky falls forever A black heart endeavor The game of laissez-faire Aces
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By Brazil, We are born from one institution into another falling asleep
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By Brazil, my life is diagonal lines a satellite leaving earth behind
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By Brazil, Take a breath Random streaks of light prevade The petrol perfume that
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By Brazil, purse your lips until they're white drag me kicking into
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By Brazil, blue water runs deep blue water brings sleep in the
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By Brazil, There's a room inside my finger Where ghosts of authors linger There's
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By Brazil, I dream of airplanes crashing Solemn beginnings daily Everyday I grow old And
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By Brazil, My head is floating like a rock in a riverbed Today,
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By Brazil, Automation is a subtractive process Do you remember it? We had a
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By Brazil, Yesterday morning upon my waking Inside my pocket, I found a
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By Brazil, Run run away And don't remain Running on the data track And don't
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By Brazil, Mr. Mercury A cast iron steam machine Made the morning tea For the
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By Brazil, (Instrumental)
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