An empty room What are we living for It is for you It is for me Another weak soul -why is it so hard Is home far from here Can you tell me Whar are we
the moonlight, our wedding house shone I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door My head pounding hard, up the stairs I climbed The room was dark, our bed was empty
(Kerry Livgren) On a winter's night, stars are cold and bright in the sky, The slumber of the earth is pure and deep From a distant wood, drifts the
you." "All right, doctor, I'm going." Of course it was cold and far to walk, rooming house, a shabby street, room on the top floor. "These stairs," coughed
, our wedding house shone I rushed through the yard I burst through the front door, my head pounding hard Up the stairs I climbed The room was dark, our bed was empty
The wonders arrive, statues change position Stone eyes open up, pupils follow me inside This is the time, the twisted mind of Priest White wolves leap out the woods
today I feel just like an empty eggshell My yoke is heavy My yoke is heavy My voice is a little horse Galloping lost through the woods Calling your name
Has the nerve to be offended? What you gon' do? Dis me? Go 'head, rhyme, kick a verse, I dare ya Oh, I know it scares ya A bangin' beat, a empty room
I'm left handed when throwing My shit across the room. I'm left handed when I throw a fit I use my left hand when I make myself come To my senses when
kindness and weakness I'll burn you with reality While you cry to your Jesus You're suffocating in two You're choking in an empty room You're empty
and pure strength I am waiting My soul is empty there are many rooms to be filled with my majestic masters strength now, as I watch the woods in the
room And in the room there's a chair And in the chair is you There's a plan to eat the house In the mind of a mouse in the woods And the mouse in the woods
treat it with no tricks You settin' me cancer on a stick, visualize destruction soon to come Throwin' within this city we call Atlantis Prayin' like a mantis everyday ain't good in the woods
On a winter's night, stars are cold and bright in the sky The slumber of the earth is pure and deep From a distant wood, drifts the echo of a beast The
and yet I laugh aloud. I've cried when you have stood ground. But sometimes playtimes are a ghost I've faced, In that room that I've erased. The air is empty
around down the stairs. wood cracks beneath my feet, my hand slips across the rail collecting dust on my finger tips. I came into a dark room the smell
go A sign, written by these tear stained eyes I go do go blurred were my eyelines, hindering... -to touch omnio so let me belong, eat me raw, stick me empty
