the miles go by, cities come and go When you close your eyes and listen to the radio Girl, can you hear my song, the signal is clear and strong Across the miles
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get my nigga Rip out that cell, it's all over now How my nigga number one disguised as the preacher Won't be pullin' ah Bible mission for survival nigga
A million miles across the desert The wind is blowing, but I'll get through I'll go the distance and I'll cover you I'll back you up when you're in danger
Eloh from Lost Children of Babylon] Took a physical odyssey To the fathers of Shabazz With the shamans of the Cherokees Arrived in Nevada, 10 miles away
three quarters of a million troops strong In a single file line, stretched out a mile long Thermodynamics of the second law Isolated physical systems lead toward greater disorder Across
Once again I'm here alone, my secret life will waste me Still a thousand miles away from the land of broken dreams Night falls and the stream is shining
Atmosphere - Abusing The Rib Lyrics i wanna follow the footprints across my lovers stomach i wanna call out her name before i plummet i wish i had a map
? Stuck between a rock and a hard place Thinkin' 'bout the refugees that went to see Gods face Sixteen thousand miles across the ocean tides Some died, some got lucky and survived
The door stands open - Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night. Alone, the possibilities are enormous. Step outside
evil of tha money trap me So when ya see me nigga, ya better holla at me Are you confused? You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes Of
edge, on the edge Of the century See the world in revolution Spinnin' faster all the time We're headin' for the end of somethin' Just about to step across
spring, fixed the car today I wish I were lighter, the weariness weighs too heavily on me. This is my spring still cold enough for snow from planes tracing seams Across
Keeps telling him mile after mile This is the art of survival This is the art of survival This is the art of survival This is the art of survival
drop gobs of silly flavored jelly on the counter for her to lick. i know that it is possible to become intimate with a stranger, from a distance, across
were being honored in all the great cities of the world. There was however an exception. Where good thrives, evil survives and evil has plans for survival
-boy stance And I ran through a rhyme that made him piss in his pants With tears in his eyes, he grabbed me by the hand And then we ran, ten miles across
race One more mile to go Then we'll know for sure If the end has come for us Or we will get our victory We fly so high across the sky A million light
