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Touch Of Paradise
Ross Wilson, and G Smith
Flamingos walk, and sway in peace
Seeing this, it makes my troubles cease
The sun is hiding, leaving a pink scar
That stretches right across the sky
That's all we've seen so far
And all I do is look into your eyes
For that special touch of paradise
Just a touch, a touch of paradise
Just a special touch of paradise
You hold my hand, that's when we kiss
And it doesn't take long no, until I get the gist
Of this love that stretches out across the land
Where rainbows flash, as we're walking in the sand
And all I do is look into your eyes
A touch of spring, and autumn sweet
Well the trees vibrate when our eyes meet
And I think of all the love that we have been making
You touch my hand and I walk off shaking
And all I do is look into your eyes
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Age Of Reason
Todd Hunter, and Johanna
Pigott
From the day that we were born we've been heading down a track
Sometimes it's made for good sometimes for bad
But if we look behind us there's a wave coming down
Carrying us forward to a new age
What about the world around us
How can we fail to see
And now that our fathers have gone
And we've been left to carry on
What about the age of reason
So why can't we be still why can't we love each other
Is kindness an ancient skill buried by our blindness
And if we look behind us there's a wind blowing in
To create the age of reason
If we consider carefully the options put before us
So much wisdom so much love so much waiting for us
And if we look ahead there's the sun and the seasons
Another day another age of reason
Pressure
Down
Harry Bogdanovs
Set the wheels in motion, and watch them turning round
I want to sail across the ocean, I've grown weary of this town
Take the pressure down
Cause I can feel it, it's rising like a storm
Take hold of the wheels and turn them around
Take the pressure down
In this city full of danger, we lead our separate lives
And I was frightened by a stranger, with desperation in her eyes
Someone turned the pressure on
I called your name and you were gone
And I was trapped like a prisoner in this lonely town
I'm gonna let things slide, until the pressure comes down
Oh the winner tells his story, the loser hides in shame
The winner steals the glory, while the loser takes the pain
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