not lost. Beneath the waves of trembling stars The roads wind towards The windward side My soul is saved by these city lights My face is framed by the
acts of hate and the worst acts of love I wonder sometimes what's the matter with us all And I know how the best will fall And the rest will follow...
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we could have Said and done The dancing lights across a crowd Remind us of another town That's dead and gone It's just dead and gone Take me to that
reality Will you write again for me? And who bade you stop this living art? Have you forgotten just what you are? If you don't want to then you could
MTV With their cars, and cribs, and rings and shit Is that what being a celebrity means? Look, boys and girls, here's BBC See corpses, rapes, and amputees What do you