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I step in and grab a meal: fries & a beer. And as the mug kisses my lips, I feel like I've be... I step in and grab a meal: fries & a beer. And as the mug kisses my lips, ...
I can feel them whispering As they sing about dead times and lost glories. With our memories ... I can feel them whispering As they sing about dead times and lost glories. ...
She is an empty city road after midnight. A teasing breeze on a summer evening. The tune that ... She is an empty city road after midnight. A teasing breeze on a summer evenin...
For re-visiting every lost memory and every forgotten song you thought you left behind. For re-visiting every lost memory and every forgotten song you thought you left ...
They call him a vagabond A vagabond with a box of crayons and no place to call home They call him a vagabond A vagabond with a box of crayons and no place to ...