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I Am
03:26
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I am the wind that blows in your hair
I am the joy in the smile that you wear
I am the rainbow spanning the skies
I am the teardrops that fall from your eyes
I am your candle with flickering flame
I am the language that speaks out your name
I am the ripples you see in the streams
I am the essence of each of your dreams
I am the land and I am the sea
I am all that you want me to be
I am the land and I am the sea
I am your soul........ I am not me
I am the sun that shines in the sky
I am the breath exhaled in your sigh
I am the fire that burns in your soul
I am the shadow o`er mountains to roll
I am the land and I am the sea
I am all that you want me to be
I am the land and I am the sea
I am your soul........ I am not me
I am like the wind in a tree
I am all that you want me to be
I am caught in you and I am not free
'cos I am your soul and I am not free
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Christmas Bells
03:04
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When Christmas bells are swinging
above the fields of snow,
We hear sweet voices ringing
from lands of long ago.
And etched on vacant places,
Are half forgotten faces
Of friends we used to cherish,
and loves we used to know –
When Christmas bells are swinging
above the fields of snow.
For life was made for loving,
and love alone repays,
As passing years are proving
for all of Time’s sad ways.
There lies a sting in pleasure,
And fame gives shallow measure,
And wealth is but a phantom
that mocks the restless days,
For life was made for loving,
and only loving pays.
When Christmas bells are pelting
the air with silver chimes,
And silences are melting
to soft, melodious rhymes,
Let Love, the worlds beginning,
End fear and hate and sinning;
Let Love and the Eternal,
be worshipped in all climes
When Christmas bells are pelting
the air with silver chimes.
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3. |
Can't Believe
04:57
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I can’t believe that you are gone
For you are all around
You’re here in everything I see
In every passing sound
It cannot be that you no more
Could ever speak or sing
Your words will always nourish me
To soothe and comfort bring
I won’t believe that you are gone
I’ll never let you go
You’ll always be right here with me
Or else I’d miss you so
You’ll always be within my world
And here within my space
As death shall not divide, my love,
Nor steal away your face
For in my mind your presence dwells
Always within my heart
You walk beside me every day
For we shall never part
I won’t believe that you are gone
I’ll never let you go
You’ll always be right here with me
Or else I’d miss you so
Still living yet within this room
Still sitting in your chair
You’re watching every move I make
Yes, you are everywhere
I won’t believe that you are gone
I’ll never let you go
You’ll always be right here with me
Or else I’d miss you so
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4. |
Lost
05:45
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Lost in a world, that scares me to death,
Lost in a crowd, I'm losing breath.
Lost as a boy, lost as a man,
Need to grow up, don't think I can.
Lost as a person, can't find my way.
Lost in life, every day.
Lost in worry, who am I?
All my life, I've lived a lie.
Lost to comfort, all kind words,
Lost to advice, it isn't heard.
Lost to those who really care,
All these people, always there.
Lost in me, I need a break,
Lost in wonder, which road to take?
Lost in a place I don't know well,
Where are you now? No one to tell.
Lost in mind, lost in soul,
Lost memories, they're just a hole.
Lost family, lost mate,
Gone now, I'm full of hate.
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Blackout Country Berlin, Germany
Mrs. BlackOut:
Vocals
& Instruments
Mr. BlackOut:
Vocals
& Instruments
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