hides a king for a day Nature's actors, in tragedies we play But deep bows the head that bears the crown For the weight of might can always pull us down
[Peace comes through thinking with your heart and not with words. Until then we'll light another candle for this world.] What is left of our world,
[Infatuated by the extensiveness of the universe, it's easy to forget one of the most complex enigmas of this world: The human mind, a universe of it
[Sometimes words can not say what the heart feels. Music can express the things that our language cannot.]
distant unknown Catch it if you can Always will there be the stars Always will there be the moon Always will there be the rocks Will I always be alone
[Through marriage we're bonded, by death we're separated. But sometimes our dreams can ceep us together. Life is transitory but love can be eternal.]
this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere And we beat each other up just like we always do When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather
Jack, you're dead! When a chick is smiling at you Even though there's nothing said If you stand there like a statue Jack, you're dead! You've been always
going to emergency Somebody?s going to jail If you find somebody to love in this world You better hang on tooth and nail The wolf is always at the door
even try Sometimes it takes a helping hand (A helping hand is what you need) To show you that life goes on There's a brand new dawn When you're feeling down There's always
my big black boots. Living off the earth eating herbs and fruits. The children await me by the mountain in the river. and gather round the fire for the
better place to call home Keep running, but always look where you going Whether it's sunny or snowing, them people'll kick your do' in They keep coming, I had to gather
Greta's cedar hope chest is full of pamphlets glass shelves of romantic vignettes a journal laced with sedimentary prose norma gathers and collects
Greta's cedar hope chest Is full of pamphlets Glass shelves of romantic vignettes A journal laced with sedimentary prose Norma gathers and collects
people who gather here's what we bring The only thing that never gets old is honesty you'll probably be caught up fronting the only thing you always
We bust the sound the kids all gather 'round and what's comin' from their radios they all turn down the creativeness we are scientists move 'em with soul
girl (Settle for a girl) Neither up or down (Neither up or down) Sell it to the crowd (Sell it to the crowd) That is gathered round (That is gathered