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Keith Emerson

Running down the white line Drumming up a pastime Throwing a pink tirade Along came a spider And sat down beside her and said What you got to trade?

A Place To Hide [The House Of Ocean Born Mary Suite - Part 13] (Marc Bonilla) Missed you at the table Telling how the world was round Fable after fable

A cold wind has frozen over our choices And our reason All is solid rain now And Karma's on the run Say what you want to say Don't be careless with your

Falling Down... Well, you can jump the guns and corners To save your place It'll never hide the guilt that's on your face And you can duck and dodge