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Is This Life - This Providence

"7:30 Monday morning, the stories begin You make it sound like so much fun. (Just spent the weekend throwing yourself away) Throwing yourself away, throwing yourself away Is this how you live your life,"

To Kill This - This Providence

"with a lack of self esteem i walked into my teens and six years later im still frustrated, im still not who i want to be and now it all comes down to, am i treating you right? if i could just be all that"

This - Brian Eno

"This chord This water This son This daughter This day This time This land It's all mine This Calling Bell This Forge Bell This Dark Bell This The Knife Bell This calling This burden This falling The world's"

This - Eno, Brian

"This chord This water This son This daughter This day This time This land It's all mine This Calling Bell This Forge Bell This Dark Bell This The Knife Bell This calling This burden This falling The world's"

This - Tryad

"This This is the way How we move through the rain How we grow through the pain Into the day Of youth born again This This is the place Where we open up our minds Where we turn and raise our eyes Into"

This - k.d. lang

"With all good intent I come running To give you a world Full of me And if then you find There is one thing The one thing you want I can be You ask me to find You an answer Of what you and I Could be And"

This - Lisa Loeb

"in an open room that echos well, this is where i can tell you everything. this is where i meet my muse, and it feeds me. and this is how i buy the sun, and it feeds me. this is why i burn this candle,"

This - Chad Brock

"(Chad Brock, Stephony Smith, Jim Collins) How'd you do that I can't describe the way it makes me feel It threw me off track Until your kiss I had nerves of steel Your lips just seem to fit me All this"

This - Rod Stewart

"(Marc Jordan/John Capek) Down below on Baker Street Lay your head back On this field of dreams And close your eyes There's a few that find love On Sundays down by the sea And they wash clean like angels High"

This - No More Kings

"When I walk without my feet And focus instead on blades of grass Finding faces in the trees And breathing in the poetry Not after long my feet return Jealous perhaps Or lonely without me And I see I need"

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