leaving That you are going away Don't leave me comfortless If you save your life You will lose it Lose your life And find it (NEVER BE ASHAMED) Send back Your spirit
That you are going away Don't leave me comfortless If you save your life You will lose it Lose your life And find it (NEVER BE ASHAMED) Send back Your spirit
in skin and bone Dressed in make-up and bleached out in the roses That's hollow and tasteless where the spirits make love And pretty corpses hold their brides
etched in skin and bone Dressed in make-up and bleached out in the roses That's hollow and tasteless Where spirits make love and pretty corpses hold their brides
the clock seemed to know And to share both his grief and his joy. For it struck twenty-four when he entered the door, With a blooming and beautiful bride
rejected, Now shall meet Him in the air: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! See the day of God appear! Answer Thine own bride and Spirit, Hasten, Lord, the general
think there is a union Between the flesh and the spirit Sex and the church (x2) All religions' mother (spoken) VERSE (twice) Give me the freedom of spirit
And now the weak say I have strength By the spirit of power And now the poor stand and confess That my portion is served and I'm more than blessed And
he stops one of three Mesmerises one of the wedding guests Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea. And the music plays on, as the bride passes
as he stops one of three Mesmerises one of the wedding guests Stay here and listen the nightmares of the Sea. And the music plays on, as the bride passes
It rises now before me, a dark and silent barrier between, All I am, and all that I would ever want be It's just a travesty, towering, marking off the boundaries my spirit
terrible blows. MME. THENARDIER You've got cash and a heart You could give us a bit of a start! We can prove, plain as ink Your bride's father is not
I love the flood, I love the tide The spinning hurricane?s alright No need to mention the sea - lore I own the wisdom of? The sea I know, my bride
ones Far enough and distance between My eyes no longer young I see no star I see no star Brighter than the sun Bride and spirit say come Bride and spirit
clash, for the lasting gash Mothers kissing sons with a staff in hands The bride is shining when the groom is gold The Spirit is over town, waiting for
hunting's grim for the innocent eyes Communion's prey is a cup of sorrows But faith is colours for the humbling cries The Spirit is over town, waiting
