The Lane
de Sleepy Sun
You wait in line
You stare inside
You bite your lip
Your eyes in a handsome grip
So tight
You hold your head
So still on a heavy breast
The key in hand
To the heart of the promised land
You're mine
In a pool of roses, we could swim
Only a grand illusion of our earthly whim
A glimpse
You ride the wheel
On a sea of floating fields
You're drawn, quartered
Left to drift like a poor angel of lust
In a pool of roses, we could swim
Only a grand illusion of our earthly whim
A glimpse
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Lioness (Requiem)
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Golden Artifact
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Chicago
Be Yourself - A Tribute to Graham Nash's "Songs for Beginners"
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Seaquest
Private Tales
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Love at First Sight
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Give It to Me
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Fragile
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In Your Eyes
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Love Affair
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Your Love
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