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Synchronicity Ii - Sting

"Another suburban family morning Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But"

Friends - Sting

"Written by andy summers I likes to eat my friends And make no bones about it I likes to eat my friends I couldn't do without it Ain't a man or poet, friend I know just how you'll taste Your limbs go sliding"

Moon Over Bourbon Street - Sting

"There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight I've no choice but to follow that call The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all I pray everyday"

Fields Of Gold - Sting

"You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in the fields of gold So she took her love For to gaze awhile Upon the fields"

We'll Be Together - Sting

"I see me with you and all the things you do Keep turning round and round in my mind Forget the weather we should always be together And any other thought is unkind To have you with me I would swim the"

One World (Not Three) - Sting

"One world is enough, for all of us One world is enough, for all of us It's a subject we rarely mention But when we do we have this little invention By pretending they're a different world from me I show"

One Fine Day - Sting

"Optimists say, The future's just a place we've never been. Histories say, We're doomed to make the same mistakes again. Between the two I can't decide, Really I must choose a side. I guess I’ll wake up"

Rushing Water - Sting

"How many time have i had this dream? That wakes me form my slumber How will i ever get ot sleep again? Counting sheeps in a book of numer How many time have i had this dream? With you walking towards"

Never Comming Home - Sting

"Well it's five in the morning and the light's already broken And the rainy streets are empty for nobody else has woken Yet you turn towards the window as he sleeps beneath the covers And you wonder what"

Fill Her Up - Sting

"Mobile station, Where I stand This old gas pump In my hand. The Boss don't like me Face like a weasel, All on my hands The smell of diesel. Here comes the big shot, Here he comes! From the city. God"

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