evrytime i try to write a rhyme i awiez go out my mind i end up writing a rhyme that i never design. i know a lady that can be compare to a dime shes
You thought you were sea and you thought you were sand You thought you were all in this God-given land But you?re nothing like that You though you were
mystery But I believe in my heart I'm doing what I should With all these lost souls following Waiting all day until let's begin I love how it feels when the band
She was the rose of Sharon from paradise lost From the city of seven hills near the place of the cross. I was playing a show in Miami in the theater of
was carrying the broken spirits Of all the other ones who lost The promise is broken, you go on living It steals something from down in your soul When
carryin' the broken spirits Of all the other ones who lost When the promise is broken you go on living But it steals something from down in your soul
mama for you, try to keep you safe You're with them fire alley virgins on a midnight vamp Lost your heart on Main Street to a beautiful tramp You lost
God?s mercy I found living proof I put my heart and soul I put ?em high upon a shelf Right next to the faith the faith that I?d lost in myself I went
here anymore, Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat, Johnny sits up alone and watches her dream on, dream on, And the sister prays for lost souls then
home." Welcome home I hope to hear God sayin when it's my time to go Welcome home While the angel band is playin' and God comes to claim my soul The
(Emmylou Harris) My baby needs a sheperd She?s lost out on the hill Too late I tried to call her When the night was cold and still And I tell myself
peace, sign the lease. He's a supersonic scientist, he's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man. Look, look into my mouth he cries. And all the children lost
sell - you suck - you pig Fuck the world You're a lost consumer You buy - you sell - you suck - you pig You sold your time, your soul to Cosmo In love
care enough, cause their lives are very slow Time is ticking on You don't get a second shot and when you sell you soul for a leading role will the lost souls
softly, "Danke shoen" The children on the roadsides of the villages and towns Would stand around us laughing as we stood like giant clowns The mourning bands told whom they'd lost
the curtains Be sure that you're certain When losing your patience For flirtation and free loving "You lost your PASSPORT!! You lost your HEAD!!! You lost your PASSPORT!! Have you lost
