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Start Creating
04:29
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Oh let the years run away
Let the tears and the grief yesterday
There are times when I wish you would walk
But you talk and you talk and you drone
And you sing but the words
They just spill out your lips
Like the choir in the back
Where they preach in the rooms
That they fill in the town that is darkest at night
But you stay and you stare
And you shout
I’d rather see it through again
Than keep you waiting
And watch you fading
I’d rather draw it all again
Than keep erasing
Let’s start creating
Oh let the years run away
Let the tears and the grief yesterday
There are times when I wish you would walk
But you talk and you talk and you drone
And you sing but the words
They just spill out your lips
Like the choir in the back
Where they preach in the rooms
That they fill in the town that is darkest at night
But you stay and you stare
And you shout
I don’t know anything about it
I don’t know anything about it
I don’t know anything about it
You know I would try
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Atlas
04:42
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Time, time, time what a funny thing it is
He sits back slow while the throbbing pain begins
Look at you all now
Just hanging on my words
We’ll laugh and we’ll cry
And I’ll teach you the things
That I’ve learned from the years
Of a life lived as a lie
When Atlas shrugged
He never blocked my sun
But don’t play too rough
Or you might get cut
And you might get cut
Will you draw my blood?
The flushing on your face
Why does that make me happy?
Are the tears because you know?
Or specifically you don’t?
When Atlas shrugged
He never blocked my sun
But don’t play too rough
Or you might get cut
And you might get cut
Will you draw my blood?
Will you draw my blood?
Will you draw my blood?
When Atlas shrugged
Will you draw my blood?
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Bohemians New York
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