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If I had eyes in the back of my head I would have told you that You looked good As I walked away And if you could've tried to trust the hand that fed You would've never been hungry But you never really be The more of this or less of this or is there

Gone look at all those fancy clothes but these could keep us warm just like those and what about your soul, is it gold is it straight from the mold and ready to be sold and cars and phones and diamond rings, bling bling those are only removeable thin

Head on Collision on a 2 lane country road, Lord I pray let them be safe. No turning back I'm just a mile away from home, I sit here waiting let me be patient. Sometimes it's hard to ease my mind to realize, you're always with me waiting, willing to

[ti:Staple It Together] [ar:Jack Johnson] [al:] [00:32.96]Its really [00:33.66]Too bad [00:35.14]He became a prisoner of his own past [00:37.75]He stabbed a moment in the back [00:39.60]With a brown thumb tack [00:41.01]That held up the list of thing

Poussiиre vivante, je cherche en vain ma voie lactйe Dans ma tourmente, je n'ai trouvй qu'un mausolйe Et je divague J'ai peur du vide Je tourne des pages Mais... Des pages vides Poussiиre errante, je n'ai pas su me diriger Chaque heure demande pour q

The light was leaving in the west it was blue The children's laughter sang Skipping just like the stones they threw Their voices echoed across the waves Its getting late It was just another night With a sunset and a moonrise Not so far behind To give