i drink from your cup to feel i'm alive. i swallow this whole to define myself. i wait this out though time kills all things... but touch is a luxury
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there will change us into sand Now, we'll be forever holding hands Lava and tephra will form our bed Now, the royal flames of Pompeii, bless All our
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tell who's alive All we ever know is that the tourists survive" "Tra la, tra la, let's go", they say "Let's go, Pompeii" And I think about Pompeii
We sat against the mountain side And overviewed this burn so bright But more will burn tonight I'll bury this town tonight (Tonight) And paint the sky
survives I'll meet you again through the eyes of our son Remember to tell him the price we had to pay And cry for Pompeii- cry for pompeii! [Repeat first
Meet You Again Through The Eyes Of Our Son Remember To Tell Him The Price We Had To Pay And Cry For Pompeii - Cry For Pompeii! Far From Paradise Where
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and then one fine morning she woke, she knew one long look at her life it was you (What you want youmight never have Wait for it until it forms a scar
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