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The walls between You and I Always pushing us apart Nothing left but scars, fight after fight The space between Our calm and rage Started growing shorter

Jonathan Harris Chorus: Seek and ye shall find. Knock and the door shall open. Ask and it shall be given and the love come a-trickling down. My mother

Eric Anderson You've long been on the open road. You've been standing in the rain. From the dirty words and muddy cells, your clothes are dark and stained

Take a look and see I painted you a picture It's black and white except the blood's a little richer Down in the corner where I gave it my signature And

This is not our favorite song But the night's moving right along May I have your hand, may I have this dance? I sense that you are amused But you just

Thought You'd put me in a box Thought You'd push me into a clump Make me smaller than I was before Thought You'd press me, mold me in Took a step and

It's been seven hours and sixteen days Since pollination has come my way I sit around like dirty cups 'n the spoons Stacking up around your room Are you

Frosty the Snowman Was a happy, jolly soul With a corncob pipe and a button nose And two eyes made out of coal Frosty the Snowman Is a fairytale, they

Maybe it?s much too early in the game Ah, but I thought I?d ask you just the same What are you doing New Year?s New Year?s Eve? Wonder whose arms will