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  • By Sixpence None The, Questions flewAnd words were hurled into the airAnd when the
  • By Sixpence None The, Crickets rhythmically singTheir mournful melodiesA monotone by requestBut they fail,
  • By Sixpence None The, This is my forty-fifth depressing tune.They're looking for money as
  • By Sixpence None The, Deep inside the darkest nightIs drinking in the lightFrom pinholes
  • By Sixpence None The, It's every day I'm in this place I feel this
  • By Sixpence None The, I see the wonder setting inOver where I am goingAnd
  • By Sixpence None The, These things which I so often wonderThis need to create
  • By Sixpence None The, I'm like Thomas doubting fingers running the scars Your wrists
  • By Sixpence None The, There is freedom within, there is freedom withoutTry to catch
  • By Sixpence None The, I dreamt of something last night in my sleep;I saw
  • By Sixpence None The, Drifting away from youSpinning down to the pinpoint drop of
  • By Sixpence None The, You and the moon are a beautiful sight to me.The
  • By Sixpence None The, eyes wide open all the time just like a drug
  • By Sixpence None The, Standing in the middle of a forestBasking in the glorious
  • By Sixpence None The, Let me, let me know what makes you happyAnd I'll
  • By Sixpence None The, I guess you could say I'm a little afraidWhat if
  • By Sixpence None The, I've wrapped myself upIn a universe againAnd let the darkness
  • By Sixpence None The, Leaves are falling, and something's calling me here.The state of
  • By Sixpence None The, Kiss me out of the bearded barleyNightly, beside the green,
  • By Sixpence None The, The lines of my earth, so brittle, unfertile, and ready
  • By Sixpence None The, "You must be the seed. Descend into the earth.Searching for
  • By Sixpence None The, Well I'm staring straight into the face of hellYou're so
  • By Sixpence None The, Hey I am having a little troubleAgain with myselfToday I
  • By Sixpence None The, History merely repeats itselfNothing in this world is truly newThe
  • By Sixpence None The, you're a painting with symbols deep, symphonysoft as it shifts
  • By Sixpence None The, Tonight the lamplight swirls and glistensMelting itself upon my faceI'm
  • By Sixpence None The, It has gotten to my head. Permeates the path I
  • By Sixpence None The, Mysteries unfolding quickly before my eyesIn a way I saw
  • By Sixpence None The, I look out to the fields where blood is shed
  • By Sixpence None The, El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y
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