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Grace - Jeff Buckley

"There's the moon asking to stay Long enough for the clouds to fly me away Well it's my time coming, i'm not afraid to die My fading voice sings of love, But she cries to the clicking of time Of time"

Grace - Grant Lee Buffalo

"(A phrase - Spoken) If I was the Lone Ranger Hiding behind a mask Wouldn't be any danger To the questions I ask What ya say Pocahontas Trade in your feathers and beads For an electric blanket And a"

Grace - Live

"People should not be afraid we came to the earth to graze no shortcuts to the face, this means you a child gives you his shoes people should not be afraid we cam to the earth to graze if it slithers into"

What You Became - Anacrusis

"You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell And, like a ghost of your indulgence, you wear them well. Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost And you shiver with the chilling sense You've"

How To Be A Millionaire - Bond St. Mix - ABC

"I've seen the future, I can't afford it Tell me the truth, sir, someone just bought it Say Mr. Whispers, here come the click of dice Roulette and blackjacks gonna build us a paradise Larger than life and"

Edge Of Seventeen - Lindsay Lohan

"Just like the white winged dove sings a song sounds like she's singin' Whoo-whoo-whoo Just like the white winged dove sings a song sounds like she's singin' Whoo, baby, whoo, Said, whoo And the days go"

Why You Never Became A Dancer - Whitehouse

"Can I suggest you: Get fucked While you lie about child-molesting gropes And parkbench flashers and pervert creeps And anal virginity and polaroid snaps And verbal abuse and bathroom rapes I don't know"

Whatever Became Of Her - Carly Simon

"There they are Smiling so wide Like there's nothing to lose And nothing to hide They look forward with innocence She is his bride The future's a radiant blur So I wonder whatever became of him Whatever"

The Grace Of A Dancer - Chris De Burgh

"She had the grace of a dancer, pretty as the morning sun, Her days were filled with laughter, and when sixteen years had come, She went to work in the old house, and there she met her love, But he, the"

What Became Of Old Father Craft - Tom Waits

"Now he's an altar boy, bound up in leather and chains What became of old Father Craft I'll never forget the Sunday he left And gave me something special in the rectory He's an altar boy Corrected me in"

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