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Sting |
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Fields Of Gold |
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Why Should I Cry For You |
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Under the dog-star sail |
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Over the reefs of moonshine |
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Under the skies of fall |
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North-north-west, the stones of Faroe |
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Under the Arctic fire |
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Over the seas of silence |
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Hauling on frozen ropes |
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For all my days remaining |
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Would north be true? |
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All colours bleed to red |
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Asleep on the ocean's bed |
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Drifting in empty seas |
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For all my days remaining |
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Would north be true? |
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Why should I, |
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Why should I cry for you? |
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Dark angels follow me |
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Over a godless sea |
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Mountains of endless falling |
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For all my days remaining |
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What would be true? |
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Sometimes I see your face, |
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The stars seem to lose their place |
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Why must I think of you? |
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Why must I? |
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Why should I? |
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Why should I cry for you? |
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Why would you want me to? |
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And what would it mean to say, |
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'I loved you in my fashion?' |
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What would be true? |
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Why should I, |
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Why should I cry for you? |
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Why should I cry? |
