these lands Guided by the cold white light Frozen rain falls Freezing stream in my veins The sorrow of my heart Burden unseen Is this winter within me
forth like a game of basketball (I'm Open!) What they afta I don't know hell naw But I know I've been down that road before From summer to fall Winter to march Sun up to dawn
ova Big hold and ya body like coasters Creep creep we deep with soldiers Black hoes that'll carry that toaster Hot head now they callin me foldiers But still creep in adidas with
how much he?s slaving And he promises that he?ll be back Before the hay needs saving But it?s hard to love somebody That you?re not in touch with daily
back 'cause the water's all gone Stay low on the ground, fire can drive you, savage and afraid Spitting the dawn, come come come along before the animals
On a cold winter morning, in the time before the light In flames of death's eternal reign we ride towards the fight And the darkness is falling down and
the day will slowly end and the sun has turned to grey Will we feel the power of freedom with the dawn of a new day? Over mountains paved with gold
Just before dawn An' knock the little jockeys Off the rich people's lawn An' before they get up I'll be gone, I'll be gone Before they get up I'll be
All begin and end with me I want to see your face in every kind of light In the fields of dawn and the forests of the night And when you stand before
hear them chime? Only those who have been burned before truly know the meaning of Hell's flaming core I was the brooding night and you were dawn.
(Joan Baez) Come all of ye fair and silver ladies Who rise with the dawn Dreaming of lovers Sing to the swans The count gave me a jet black saddle to
has stolen youth away With a spoken word that he thought he heard from her lips, He felt another presence in the room, He was filled with fear but filled with
and warned him with her death. He turned; he spurred to the west; he did not know she stood bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own
the quiet on the street now I open my eyes to this isolated walking long hard hours winter cold just brings me winter showers it's so brutal with the
winter's not that far Just enough days to enjoy that really special time Right before huddling around The fire place, Christmas time will come soon With
cold... colder than a gut shot bitch wolf dog with 9 sucking pups pullin' a 4 trap up a hill in the dead of winter in the middle of a snowstorm with a
