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01. Put your music player on shuffle
02. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title.
When the cold of winter comes
You ask me if I have a God complex
Tell me I'm a fool with my feet off the ground
Soon I will be here no more
Come stop your crying
She's red hot with the looks that kill
Can you hear the drums, Fernando?
Remember that what you give
Midnite Queen
Energize me with a simple touch
I have often dreamed
Where are those happy days?
The scent of a woman was not mine...
Out by the neon lights
One million crystals on the outside of my window
Now every single cloud becomes a raging storm
Darkness fades away and the first rays hit the floor
Light of my sun
In sleep he sang to me
Ladies and Gentlemen
Hallelujah
02. The first lines of twenty songs = a poem; the first line of the twenty-first song is the title.
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