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Grace She takes the blame She covers the shame Removes the stain It could be her name Grace It’s a

In the days When we were swinging form the trees I was a monkey Stealing honey from a swarm of

Вечное сияние… Мы часто от незнания Не замечаем — так проходят дни, Мир меняет имена, Планеты крутят времена, За суетой

In New York freedom looks like Too many choices In New York I found a friend To drown out the

Голос мой не жди Выйди из меня Душу мне не жги Дай другим огня   Тем, кто знает путь Где

Something Is about to give I can feel it coming I think I know what it is I’m not afraid

And love is not the easy thing The only baggage That you can bring And love is not the easy

Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where s the street-wise Hercules To fight

High, higher than the sun You shoot me from a gun I need you to elevate me here At the

So you never knew love until you crossed the line of grace And you never felt wanted till you had