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The rider rides with a clickety-click
And the timer stops for a second or two
You got your hands in your pockets, and you're lookin' ahead
You got no time, you draw the fine line
But look, see the juggler throws his sticks in the air
He don't care
He's got them angels from below, they'll keep his time
Ever true
Time isn't after you
You can't hold on to it or keep pushing away
Just sitting around in your wishing well
Paint a wish for you, paint a wish for me just the same
The poet throws her words in the air
She don't care
She's got them angels from below, they'll keep her words
Ever true
Speak to me in the way that you do
And I could be taken back to the days of that old jacket
Push me in your way, and you hold me down
You hold me, hold me, hold me
I kinda like that.
The lightning pushes on through the air
We don't care
We've got those angels from below, they'll keep our time
Ever true
Time's tickin' away
You got no time
You draw that fine line
Between you and me
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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