New Edition 06.12.2020 The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land. Plumes of smoke rise and merge into…
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Pink Floyd
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From a dimension in which art consists of sound. Clear as a bell the silence is filled with sound. Over…
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Please sit down, relax, darken the room, empty your mind, turn your TV to 1080 and enjoy this realtime dawn in…
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My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart’s in the Highlands, wherever I go.
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But it was only a fantasy. The wall was too high as you can see. No matter how he tried he…
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… in search of more and more … with our backs to the wall.
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Do you still believe in passion ? Let me show you what I believe passion is …
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And through the window in the wall come streaming in on sunlight wings – A million bright ambassadors of morning.
