Birds sing, "There's not a cloud in the sky August 8th is a beautiful day" I see a bunch of hippies crying "Yeah, August 8th is a beautiful day" Like
(Lyrics by Bebel Gilberto, Nina Miranda, Chris Franck) Tentei contar Tentei cantar Tentei just la la la ia Tentei tocar Também danA§ar Assim
Lord, today, there's no salvation The band's packed up and gone Left me standing with my penny in my hand There's a big crowd at the station Where the
John Stewart/Randy Cierley The yellow window's hanging on the bed across the wall Well, always in the morning the yellowest of all And the faces of the
Say a prayer, the summer nights are dead The fall is coming We were careless hearts Who got caught up in this You were shy to the night you drove me
Oh baby, baby Oh baby, baby Oh baby, baby How was I supposed to know That something wasn't right here? Oh baby, baby I shouldn't have let you go And
Convictions to the back burner Convictions to the back burner Remembering what's really Important isn't so important after all Gather all your possessions
Chaos brings order, yeah, brings order Chaos brings order, yeah, brings order Who will you allow to lead you blindly Until the end, until the end? You
Don't you understand me? Don't you understand me? This cloud over my head is not okay Is not okay There are things that I need to get done, need to get
Do I dare question it? This world is ending with Countless years of false doubting Let's get up and arise Speculation Your dreams are long gone Speculation
Fallen captive, you've fallen captive To what you thought would save you What you thought would clean your slate You're in the thick of it now, in the
What have I done? What have I done? Above the grave of a stranger These words were never heard I put my feet in the shoes of another man You were wronged
Shake it off pick yourself up, they say Your life fell apart in your hands You've got the scars to prove it It's not the first time and they're getting
Just take it in stride One breath and I think I feel free All we can do is strive for the best thoughts The best feelings, the warm fuzzy feeling As
A front seat to your own flick, flick If only you could see how much your emotions waver Words are flowing from your mouth at lightning speed They're
I used to be so young and invincible The mistakes of my youth are finally catching up to me The face that stares back in the mirror should carry nothing
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Blooming into a fight for glory we will rise above We will rise above all else, the glory for us But in the beginning we?ve dug this endless hole Here