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Tuesday, 16 December 2008
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Friday, 15 August 2008
Tuesday, 8 July 2008
Tuesday, 24 June 2008
Saturday, 19 April 2008
Hawksley Workman plays Don't Be Crushed
playing king tuts 30 th april
Please mak the effort
he will simply raise the roof
Sunday, 6 April 2008
Do you find that the worlds a burn a burn a burn
Should you fall from grace you’ll find the worlds a burn a burn a burn
Should you walk the wrong side of the road
you’ll find the world a burn a burn a burn
Should your tongue be loose and say the truth
You will find the world a burn a burn a burn.
Dare to be different ,dare to be pure n you’ll find
The world a burn a burn a burn a burn
Warm your hands toast a marshmallow the glow will send you on your way
And the world will always be a burn
When you walk
When you talk
When you seek the truth
When you seek the heroes
They seek to singe to scorch
A ha they only light your way
When the light grows dim then the path you do stray
Stay close to the chaos
Stay close to the heat
Stay close to the truth
Die as you live
Upon the edge of the heartbeat
As a child I believed should I desire should I try I could stop my heart
I daren’t think about the idea lest I die in amongst the thought
I didn’t know girls so many so plenty would soon o so soon
Stop, tilt raise balloon spoon my heart make it fit make it float
Bloart…
Make it
Burn burn burn……………………………......
Should you fall from grace you’ll find the worlds a burn a burn a burn
Should you walk the wrong side of the road
you’ll find the world a burn a burn a burn
Should your tongue be loose and say the truth
You will find the world a burn a burn a burn.
Dare to be different ,dare to be pure n you’ll find
The world a burn a burn a burn a burn
Warm your hands toast a marshmallow the glow will send you on your way
And the world will always be a burn
When you walk
When you talk
When you seek the truth
When you seek the heroes
They seek to singe to scorch
A ha they only light your way
When the light grows dim then the path you do stray
Stay close to the chaos
Stay close to the heat
Stay close to the truth
Die as you live
Upon the edge of the heartbeat
As a child I believed should I desire should I try I could stop my heart
I daren’t think about the idea lest I die in amongst the thought
I didn’t know girls so many so plenty would soon o so soon
Stop, tilt raise balloon spoon my heart make it fit make it float
Bloart…
Make it
Burn burn burn……………………………......
Friday, 4 April 2008
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