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To The Queen
03:56
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Victoria, since your Royal grace. To one of less desert allows. This laural greener from the brows. Of him that utter'd nothing base. And should your greatness, and the care. That yokes with empire, yield you time. To make demand of modern rhyme. If aught of ancient worth be there. Then while a sweeter music wakes. And thro' wild March the throstle calls. Where all about your palace walls. The sun lit almond blossom shakes. Take, Madam, this poor book of song. For tho' the faults were thick as dust. In vacant chambers, I could trust. Your kindness. May you rule us long.
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Heart Of Hearts
03:46
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In my heart of hearts I know. In your heart of hearts I'll grow. In your hearts of hearts I'll show. In my heart of hearts I'll condescend below for you. For you. I know it has been so long. Since I declared my intentions. Even though I felt you did me wrong. My feelings to you are still so strong. In my heart of hearts I know. In your heart of hearts I'll grow. In your hearts of hearts I'll show. In my heart of hearts I'll condescend below for you. For you. With all the tenderness of my heart I pray we shall never part. I pretend I know my place and keep this austere look on my face. In my heart of hearts I know. In your heart of hearts I'll grow. In your hearts of hearts I'll show. In my heart of hearts I'll condescend below for you. For you.
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Nemo
03:22
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When I read your letters I feel so close despite the time and space between us. Take my hand at night when you are dreaming. Dreams so real I can feel them. I can't wake up. I can't beat this. I can't take it over. It controls my life and you will never be my.... I often wonder what it would be like. If only you had taken my name. Now I don't even have one. I give most all I've got to the street sweep. I can't wake up. I can't beat this. I can't take it over. It controls my life and you will never be my....
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52
03:50
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Now is not the time to lose our heads. We have known this time would come to an end. Tell Lucy I love her. Tell Lucy I love her mother. Time mocks me as it marches by. Time mocks me as it gives its cry. Very few are the hours for me. It all ends when the clock strikes three. And it is 52 damned souls offered up this day. 52 beating hearts finally give way. 52 weeks in a year and I'll see none more. 52 lives lost and what for. How I wish to cross the channel with you. An English garden would bring you into view. How I wish to hold your hand. How I wish you would understand. 52 damned souls offered up this day. 52 beating hearts finally give way. 52 weeks in a year and I'll see none more. 52 lives lost and what for. Stay with me.
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The Ghost Walk
04:55
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You look so sad, staring out the window. You look so sad and disconnected from me. I suggests France, maybe even Paris. A change of scenery may do you some good. Honoria, Honoria, why did you run, don't you knowI love you. Honoria, Honoria, why did you run, I don't care what they would say or do. I bring you flowers lay them at your feet. I tell you what is happening at least once a week. You are so buried, I am sort of alive, your memory helps me to try.
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Miss Mina Harker
03:34
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Such a cruel mistress. Such a pain to me. If it not be me you love. Than it not be me you see. I can see you coming but I can't hide my eyes. I see the fog lift and I see death in the skies. And they say how irrational. And they say how improbable. That I would follow you to the gates of hell. And how much I can bear I can not tell. But you drain the life out of me. Somewhere between night and day I regain control. If it is like this for eternity please don't take my soul. And they say how irrational. And they say how improbable. That I would follow you to the gates of hell. And how much I can bear I can not tell. But you drain the life out of me.
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My Angel
05:20
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I know it is hard lover for you to come. My arms are outstretched all the live long day. My arms are outstretched and they reach all the way so what do you say. I know this is hard. But I have prospects. My mom says I'm such a catch. You fill my life with hope and life. You know this is right. I watch you every day. I love you in that special way. You are my angel and my bride to be. You are my angel you will see it is you and me we will always be baby. I will never step out on you. My love will be straight and true. It will be indefatigable. It will be immutable. You are so beautiful.
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Nevermore
05:54
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We are drowning out. You in your lungs and my in my cups. We are drowning out. You in your love and me in my guilt. Hold me one last time. Hold me one last time. I've cloaked you in the coldest verse. Please don't think me so reverse. So distraught and down on my luck. And you keep coughing up. Why can't my critics see the genius inside of me. I've burnt that bridge and messed it up. I've bit that hand and mangled it up. I'm such a slave you don't even know. There is so much pain below. I don't want you to go. I'll love you evermore. I'll love you evermore. I'll hold you nevermore. I'll love you evermore.
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For Your Pleasure
03:32
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Hold me down love never let me go. Hold me down love and speak real low. And tell me all the things I'm not supposed to know. For your pleasure. Tie me up love head to toe. Bind my hands love and do it slow. And look at me like there is no where else to go. For your pleasure. It is a strange relationship we share. There must be something in the air. Symbiotic you hold me tight and I won't let go. For your pleasure. You do me wrong. You have done me wrong. You hurt so bad. I come back for more. I want feel you deep inside. In that place where there is nowhere to hide. Turn me inside out and splay me forth. For your pleasure.
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