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| 2. |
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| 3:38 | 
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Today has more than this hour
And the months they have more than tonight The before and the after The clapping, the laughter One hell full of silence and time. Here they were ringing the bells And I thought you could keep me from hell And all that I own from my flesh to my song Was yours, and yours all alone Hate me, get out of my sight Push me away bring up the fight Don't let me stare, oh don't let me here Mixing the wrong and the right uhhh... Here you are, still in my bed And I just cant stop turning my head, And pretend that its real and that it's you that i feel And nothing has ever been said So kiss me and kiss me again Loose it completely I can't be your friend Then we will know if it's been yours the show That we made up to get rid of ourselves, choir uhhh... Let's pretend today had only this hour And the months they had only tonight No before and no after The clapping, the laughter Hell sinking way out of sight Helsinki - running for life. {{SongFooter |fLetter = S |album = |song = Sad Fisherman |language = English |youtube = |goear = |asin = |iTunes = }} |
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| 3:53 |
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| 5. |
| 3:09 |
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| 2:41 |
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to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Here you are again and everyone's aware Even the believers join in to the state Afraid of insufficiencies they elsewhere must deny They're shaken by the whispering gleam of what is passing by Hello. hello Valentine Here you are again with all what belongs to you Reigning over dreams that to no one else come true The weight of such a power would break it all in two If only you would know - yet you just don't have a clue Hello, hello Valentine Secretly they cry Here you are again and we offer all to you The longing of the ugly of those who cannot choose The longing of the strange by differences abused They turn inside their uniform but wouldn't dare to prove |
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| 8. |
| 2:50 |
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| 4:01 |
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| 10. |
| 3:29 |
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My lover's in the field Swinging his shield Fighting the windmills That disappear. My lover's on a mission Singing in prison For the lonely ones The ones constantly missing My lover's on duty Sing ing his song He says: "Where there is beauty, Wisdom goes wrong" But this ain't Nashville. I too miss Nashville, but this ain't Nashville please come home, please come down |
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| 0:41 |
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Born on top of a cedar
You can't see me But I see whatever You are moving Can't you put up a ladder Can't you free me? I'm on top of the cedar Waving, screaming Aaaaaaah Born on top of a cedar You can't see me But I feel the shiver When you are moving Can't you put up a ladder Can't you meet me? I'm not holding a treasure I'm waving, screaming Aaaaaaah Can I wear your gloves before my hands break off? Can I wear your gloves and then come down? Can I wear your gloves before my hands break off? Can I wear your gloves and then calm down? Born on top of a cedar I'm watching my breathing It's been almost forever Since I've been feeling I can't touch you however I can't lean out Stuck on top of this cedar That I have brought up Aaaaaaah |
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| 12. |
| 6:35 |
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| 13. |
| 4:30 |
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| 14. |
| 3:29 |
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