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I used to ride up on the hill And look down at the darkened Silhouettes of tall black windowsills And my heart jumped every ledge Until one bright morning
All along the street They're holding signs that say That I am lost And that I do not know the way I asked the rock Sitting in a shade of grey I asked
Sometimes I feel like Karna Has got over my skin I put on my armour Guarding me from outside in, but At night I am woken by Images of the flood oh oh
All hell's crashing down inside The windows to the other side Shimmering in rooms to quiet sighs of 'Oh well if it's happening there It isn't here',
From the city to the world below From the strangers to the ones I know From the darkness to the holy glow We burn so bright Can we outlast the show?
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I lost my shoes I lost my wife I lost my keys I lost my kite And though Ia??m young at heart Ia??m so much older Subway eyes and banked
She hates you, then she loves you more Underneath the shadows of her thoughts, shadows of her thoughts, she rings a bell for you I wish that she was a
This is the last time I will follow you This is the last time I will follow you at all
could watch you forever You are a cinema, a Hollywood treasure Love you just the way you are A cinema, a cinema, a cinema Cinema, cinema, cinema Stars
There was a clubhouse, only kept special guests in Place much darker than the room I rest in Creepy spot where the dust covers the floor And some fishin
foot 4, with the sharpness of a troubadour. I dare you look him in the eye. His stench would make a buzzard cry. He likes Burt in White Lightning. Camelback Cinema
Words and Music by Mark Schultz From the recording: Song Cinema, Track #2. I see it in your eyes The pain you keep inside It's slowly tearing you apart
Words and Music by Mark Schultz From the recording: Song Cinema, Track #9. He packed his bags when he was just 18 To see a world he thought he'd never
In a room without a view, a new mother smiles And holds the tiny fingers of her brand new baby girl Her husband takes her by the hand, so unsure about
~Think of Me~ Packing my bags this morning Was the hardest thing to do But packing my bags was so easy Compared to standing outside your door right
Words and Music by Mark Schultz From the recording: Song Cinema, Track #8. A chapter done Turn the page And separate roads Lead separate ways But as
