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(So Ya Thought Ya Might like to Go to the Show) When night glows with smiles The youngs looks up to old And we bow down and we clap and we dance, tears sneak down And the clouds are all drained The sun could never be gone. Seasons change, dreams are forgotten The band was the sun. Such warmth only with their rays. The crowd revived the town Closer we are more than ever now The sound smoked with lights The band was twinkling somewhere out Sleepy eyes in my head I was there and somewhere I could feel me in sweat I was marching high and could hear chanting of Om.
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 10:10 PM UTC
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(So Ya Thought Ya Might like to Go to the Show) When night glows with smiles The youngs looks up to old And we bow down and we clap and we dance, tears sneak down And the clouds are all drained The sun could never be gone. Seasons change, dreams are forgotten The band was the sun. Such warmth only with their rays. The crowd revived the town Closer we are more than ever now The sound smoked with lights The band was twinkling somewhere out Sleepy eyes in my head I was there and somewhere I could feel me in sweat I was marching high and could hear chanting of Om.
Kathmandu On The Run (The Pink Floyd Tribute Show) March 29,2014. Kathmandu , Nepal
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 10:10 PM UTC
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