The Jam - 'A' BOMB IN WARDOUR STREET
Where the streets are paved with blood,
with cataclysmic overtones,
Fear and hate linger in the air,
A strictly no-go deadly zone.
I don't know what I'm doing here
'cause it's not my sc

K's Choice - Quiet Little Place


In this quiet little place

I can't remember having known a different pace

In this quiet little place

I can surrender to the beauty of its face



And now everything I see

Whether it's an airplane or a tree

It makes me wonder

About the things I must have missed

And the chains around my wrists

They are no longer



In this quiet little place

I can't imagine what it's like to be back home

Where they care about what time it is

And spend their days answering the phone



And now everything I feel

Whether it's fiction or it's real

It's so much clearer

Like the color of this light

It seems more dangerous and bright

But I don't fear her



And slowly it fades, I'm back in the race

I have to fight it, I know

I don't want to go away



In this quiet little place

You run your fingers through my hair and whisper "Hey"

And no matter how I try

I can't seem to think of anything better to say
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Groove Coverage - 04. Last Unicorn
Verse 1

When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain,
And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain.

In the shadow of the forest, though she may be all and one,