The song of Solomon The song of everyone Who walks the path Of the solitary heart The soul cries out Hear a woman singing Don't want your bullshit, yeah
One more step to the top of the city Where just a couple of pigeons are livin' Up on the angel's shoulders I don't know if I'm closer to heaven but It
Oh she move like the diva do I said "I'd love to dance like you" She said "Just take off my red shoes Put them on and your dream'll come true" With no
See those trees Bend in the wind I feel they've got a lot more sense than me You see I try to resist A rubberband bouncing back to life A rubberband
And you huh? You do huh? We let it in We give it out And in the end What's it all about? It must be love I give you my I give you my You give me your
those who will survive And I can hear my mother sayin' "Every old sock meets an old shoe" An' that a great sayin' "Every old sock meets an old shoe"
Split me open With devotion You put your hands in And rip my heart out Eat the music Does he conceal What he really feels? He's a woman at heart And
Constellation of the heart We take all the telescopes And we turn them inside out And we point them away from the big sky Put your eye right up to
We take all the telescopes and we turn them inside out And we point them away from the big sky Push your eye right up to the glass now And here we'll
Oh big stripy lie moving Like a wavy line Coming up behind All young gentle dreams drowning In life's grief Can you hang on me? Don't want to hurt you
{Oh thou, who gives sustenance to the universe From whom all things proceed To whom all things return Unveil to us the face of the true spiritual sun
This chapter says 'Put it out of your mind' Mmm, give it time The fine purple The purest gold The red of the sacred heart The grey of a ghost The L of
Oh she move like the Diva do I said "I'd love to dance like you." She said "just take off my red shoes Put them on and your dream'll come true With
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Oh she move like the Diva do I said 'I'd love to dance like you.' She said 'just take off my red shoes Put them on and your dream'll come true With no
Oh big stripey lie moving Like a wavy line Coming up behind All young gentle dreams drowning In life's grief Can you hang on me? Don't want to
We take all the telescopes And we turn them inside out And we point them away from the big sky Put your eye right up to the glass, now And here we
