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Saints Preserve Us - MARC COHN

"I could hear the shutters banging In my mother's house And the wind just kept blowing off the lake I ran down to the front door And told the ambulance man "Everything's all right here Sir There must be"

Saints Preserve Us - The Beloved

"another cold evening another september i'm tired because things could be better too many people bear their burdens carrying crosses hammering nails wasting lifetime waiting to see you but nothing disturbs"

Saints Preserve Us - Beloved

"another cold evening another september i'm tired because things could be better too many people bear their burdens carrying crosses hammering nails wasting lifetime waiting to see you but nothing disturbs"

.Walking In Memphis - Marc Cohn - Paul Anka

"Artist: Mark Cohn Title: Walking In Memphis. Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane Touched down the in land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain. W.C. Handy - won't you look"

Saints - Destroy The Runner

"This was my call to your arms. Sounding silent alarms. Will you love me when you hear me lie? This last time. I've seen a see of change. This fleeting love that leaves me alone. This last time. Lift me"

Protect And Preserve - Ultima Thule

"Don't be fooled by promises that sounds so very nice. Can't you see that lie in their eyes? We don't want this land ruled by some foreign hand. Hear us sing for to make a stand The old man comes and"

Preserve - Oxford Drama

"Preserve all the love that you have and keep it in a bottle Take it deep underground So no one will find Preserve that blush that you have Wondering round the cheeks Give them sense of novelty so hard"

Saints & Angels - Sara Evans

"We're only human, baby We walk on broken ground We lose our way We come unwound We'll turn in circles, baby We're never satisfied We'll fall from grace Forget we can fly But through all the tears that"

The Saints - Helloween

"Gimme gimme sell your souls I skin and strip you bold(ly) My revenue ain't yours All means my way, I'm mighty I clutch what's mine, yours sevenfold I leave you in the cold Got all my schemes in place You"

Weary Saints - Thrice

"for years we fought the night with pale and ghostly flames but some still dream of light so the sun will rise again and cure our need for wrongs in cool and measured crime and learn to drift in palm in"

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