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Birdsoaring 2017 remix
03:50
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Carry On
03:39
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I gave a lot but not for you.
It’s a game I gave no real importance to.
You sold your soul to “cash for gold”,
Now your paying the price with interest on your soul.
And the radio it played rock,
As you tried to find your roll.
Are you’re dancing with your music on control?
This song sings me home.
Are you dancing to the daydream microphone.
This song sings me home.
Are you dancing to the daydream microphone
I stared a lot, but not at you.
Your lights don’t shine as brightly when I do.
You can hide if you want, but truth be told.
That no one will ever thank you when you’re cold.
And the world was black and white
But to me it’s shades of grey.
I’ll play this life as I have to come what may.
This song sings me home.
Are you dancing to the daydream microphone.
This song sings me home.
Are you dancing to the daydream microphone.
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Your Heart Was A Gun
04:07
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Your Time
04:35
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Lucky Loser
03:42
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8. |
We Fall to Sleep
03:05
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Birdsoaring (original)
04:50
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Feeling cold and lost you've found,
The antidote to bring you round.
It makes you safe and warm.
You're love is off the ground.
You're holding out for someone just like you,
No one's quite like you.
Because all the kings have lost.
There's bankers in the zoo.
You're soaring up like birds.
And no one's touching you.
All the kings have lost
There's bankers in the zoo
You're soaring up like birds.
And no one's touching you.
You don't know what you have done.
The neon light strips fall on everyone.
I'll be waiting there,
You're an easy load to bear
Because no one holds a candle just like you.
No ones fire like you.
Because all the kings have lost.
There's bankers in the zoo.
You're soaring up like birds.
And no one's touching you.
All the kings have lost
There's bankers in the zoo
You're soaring up like birds.
And no one's touching you.
And even if I took my time.
The world don't mean a thing, unless you're mine.
The Holy Roman Empire could decline.
But the world don't mean a thing, unless you're mine.
Unless you're mine.
Because all the kings have lost.
There's bankers in the zoo.
You're soaring up like birds.
And no one's touching you.
All the kings have lost
There's bankers in the zoo
You're soaring up like birds.
And no one's touching you.
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Greg C. Clark Glasgow, UK
Music for the teenager within us all. Some say one song is better than another song. I've no idea anymore. Also I'm not doing it for the cash, just for the love, man. So I don't really care about you paying for it, you can email me it and I'll send it to you for free ... more
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