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radcla
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19/12/2007 00:11
00#1
Turn! Turn! Turn!




To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to be born, a time to die.
A time to plant, a time to reap.
A time to kill, a time to heal.
A time to laugh, a time to weep.

To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to build up, a time to break down.
A time to dance, a time to mourn.
A time to cast away stones.
A time to gather stones together.

To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time of love, a time of hate.
A time of war, a time of peace.
A time you may embrace.
A time to refrain from embracing.

To everything, turn, turn, turn.
There is a season, turn, turn, turn.
And a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to gain, a time to lose.
A time to rend, a time to sow.
A time for love, a time for hate.
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late.
radcla
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19/12/2007 00:12
00#2
Mr. Tambourine Man




Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there aint no place I'm going to.
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Take me for a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
All my senses have been stripped, and my hands can't feel to grip,
And my toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Onto my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there aint no place I'm going to.
Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
radcla
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19/12/2007 00:12
00#3
He Was a Friend of Mine




He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
His killing has no purpose, no reason or rhyme
He was a friend of mine

He was in Dallas town
He was in Dallas town
From a sixth floor window a gunner shot him down
He died in Dallas town

He never knew my name
He never knew my name
Though I never met him, I knew him just the same
Oh he was a friend of mine

The leader of a nation for such a precious time
Oh he was a friend of mine
radcla
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19/12/2007 00:13
00#4
Eight miles high




Eight miles high and when you touch down
You'll find that it's stranger than known
Signs in the street that say where you're going
Are somewhere just being their own.
Nowhere is there warmth to be found
Among those afraid of losing their ground
Rain gray town known for its sound
In places small faces unbound

Round the squares huddled in storms
Some laughing some just shapeless forms
Sidewalk scenes and black limousines
Some living some standing alone
radcla
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19/12/2007 00:13
00#5
Chimes of Freedom





Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts, struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing

Flashing for the warriors, whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flashed
And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting

Starry eyed and laughing, as i recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
And we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed till the tolling ended

Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, srung-out ones and worse
And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
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