What makes a nation's pillars high
And its foundations strong?
What makes it mighty to defy
The foes that round it throng?
It is not gold. Its kingdoms grand
Go down in battle shock;
Its shafts are laid on sinking sand,
Not on abiding rock.
Is it the sword? Ask the red dust
Of empires passed away;
The blood has turned their stones to rust,
Their glory to decay.
Brave men who work while others sleep,
Who dare while others fly...
They build a nation's pillars deep
And lift them to the sky.
I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
Don't be worried about the past.
Things like that never last.
We're better than y
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
You're sucrose, you're glucose,
You're fructose and more,
From your head to your
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
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When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
I live with depravity,
Pressure like gravity.
Why can't they just see
I w
Green is so important
Because we see it all around
It's up very high on the trees
