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We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
Today, music heralds... the establishment of a society of repetition in which nothing will happen anymore.
Today, music heralds... the establishment of a society of repetition in which nothing will happen anymore.
Most rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read.
Most rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read.
You know I want to sing for people, I want to jazz people up I want to make new music read more
You know I want to sing for people, I want to jazz people up I want to make new music that they've never heard.
Each song, you're telling a story and acting.
Each song, you're telling a story and acting.
Life is a song. Love is the music.
Life is a song. Love is the music.
The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each read more
The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each other is by music.
Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? or who laid the
cornerstone thereof;
When the morning stars sang together, read more
Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? or who laid the
cornerstone thereof;
When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God
shouted for joy?
Difficult as it is really to listen to someone in affliction, it is just as difficult for him to know read more
Difficult as it is really to listen to someone in affliction, it is just as difficult for him to know that compassion is listening to him. - Waiting for God.
