1. |
Believe in Love
06:15
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I believe in love
It's gonna save me
So let your light shine
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2. |
Empire
06:18
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And can't you see? You're killing me
10 thousand miles - to hear your voice
There's nothing I wouldn't do, for you
10 thousand miles - as if I had a choice
The sun will never set on the empire
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3. |
The Wolf
04:01
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The wolf is at the door
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4. |
Home
08:15
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It was long ago
I was so young
You were my everything
The moon and the sun
We were invincible - void of disease
It was so long ago, I was naive
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5. |
Reading Gaol
07:59
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Black Blizzard West Virginia
Black Blizzard is Ben and Paul. Every few years we get together and release some music.
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