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- TWO HEARTS BEATING.
- our love went cold and turned to glass.
- the animals and i never went to war.
- dreaaaaam.
- ha. my friend and i were approached in the city by...
- where do you run to.
- is it any wonder...
- ziggy plays guitar.
- oh-oh.
- mittens for kittens.
- it's only make believe to you.
- gauntlet of judging eyes.
- lost loves.
- the curse.
- go outside.
- the ghosts play out as you dream good dreams.
- dream brother.
- yeahhh.
- austere.
- green apron.
- teen dream.
- baby it's forever.
- possession.
- your rocky spine.
- where in the world are you now?
- i won't fight you just to spite you.
- tender moments.
- frankie doodle.
- lu flux.
- i'll be lost.
- songbird.
- my false.
- say no to love.
- and so it is.
- evening kitchen.
- then there came a voice from above the expanse ove...
- across the universe.
- and if you're ever left with any doubt.
- and if you like, you can buy the ring.
- blue beard.
- nashville.
- my thoughts drift to you.
- space baby.
- i am made of chalk.
- cubism dream.
- something i've learnt over the past six years: the...
- a sight for sore eyes.
- i got chills.
- stolen moments.
- this western feeling.
- what's stopping them?
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