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bell bottomed tear - beautiful southsixty twenty fifth of decembers
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Tears In Heaven - Eric ClaptonSo that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
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for me this is heaven - jimmy buffettsixty twenty fifth of decembers
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Heaven's In Here - David BowieSo that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
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stairway to heaven - frank zappasixty twenty fifth of decembers
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Heaven Beside You - AICThrough the darkness of futures past, the magician longs to see. One chants out between two worlds: "Fire Walk With Me." We lived among the people - I think you say convenience store? We lived above it. I mean it like it is, like it sounds. My name is Mike. His name is BOB.0
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South of Heaven - Slayer0
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Knockin On Heaven's Door - Bob DylanSo that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
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Let My Love Open the Door - The WhoThrough the darkness of futures past, the magician longs to see. One chants out between two worlds: "Fire Walk With Me." We lived among the people - I think you say convenience store? We lived above it. I mean it like it is, like it sounds. My name is Mike. His name is BOB.0
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close the door - bic rungasixty twenty fifth of decembers
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Stay (Faraway, So Close!) - U2Through the darkness of futures past, the magician longs to see. One chants out between two worlds: "Fire Walk With Me." We lived among the people - I think you say convenience store? We lived above it. I mean it like it is, like it sounds. My name is Mike. His name is BOB.0
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i would stay - krezipsixty twenty fifth of decembers
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Would? - AICThrough the darkness of futures past, the magician longs to see. One chants out between two worlds: "Fire Walk With Me." We lived among the people - I think you say convenience store? We lived above it. I mean it like it is, like it sounds. My name is Mike. His name is BOB.0
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I Would Be Your Slave - David BowieSo that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
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I Would Be Your Slave - David BowieSo that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
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if i could i would - phishsixty twenty fifth of decembers
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If I Think - MudhoneySo that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
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i think the answer's yes - beautiful southsixty twenty fifth of decembers
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I Don't Think So - Dinosaur JrSo that is how I learned the lesson that everyone is alone. And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow. But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself. It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
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don't think of me - didosixty twenty fifth of decembers
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