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Mark Gormley Lyrics


Beginnings Autumn leaves hit upon the Earth On a clear September day …
Gray Days If silence is a spoken word And your eyes could tell…
Little Wings Little wings, can you make the flight The rain is getting…
Sing Me Your Song Sing me. Sing me your song. Your whole whole whole whole…
Stars The sun is setting quietly The day is nearly gone The mome…



The Cries In Our Eyes In the time Of silent rememberings The days have gone cold…
Without You Here I sit with a cigarette burning All alone and you're…


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