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Good Morning, Sam!

25.1.07


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Obrigado pelo mimo matinal!
.
.
High,
higher than the sun
You shoot me from a gun
I need you to elevate me here
At the corner of your lips
As the orbit of your hips
.
Eclipse
You elevate my soul
I've got no self control
Been living like a mole now
Going down, excavation
High and High in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly
.
So high
.
E-l-e-v-a-t-i-o-n
.
A star
Lit up like a cigar
Strung out like a guitar
Maybe you can educate my mind
Explain all these controls
Can't sing but I've got soul
The goal is elevation
A mole
Digging in a hole
Digging up my soul now
Going down, excavation
I and eye in the sky
You make me feel like I can fly
So high
.
Elevation
.
Love
Lift me up from out of these blues
Won't you tell me something true
I believe in you
You make me feel like I can fly
.
So high
.
E-le-vaaa-ti-on

posted by SCS
janeiro 25, 2007