Make me see All I am Though I fall I'm willing This is the now No longer will I wait my time Can't lose faith There'll be days of grace I'd give it
there are two of us there will be more, They'll show up, yeah they'll show up They'll show up Blame a change of mind A seismic shift in times They told
I am your angel, im your angel And when its time to face the storm ill be right by your side grace will keep us safe and warm and i know we will survive
I'm your angel And when it's time to face the storm I'll be right by your side Grace will keep up safe and warm And I know we will survive And when
we go. And help us to be wise in times when we dont know Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way Lead us to the place, guide us with your grace
do I've been biding time with the crows and sparrows While peacocks prance and strut upon the stage If finding love is just a dance Proximity and chance You will
like a fantasy Where everyday surprises me Wishing it was Give this some thought And I'm sure you will know This is the way it must be Emotions will rise Emotions will
waiting Because he's been gone for way too long How long will you stay? Boy, you don't got nine lives to waste How long will you stay? Saving time, losing grace
Because he's been gone for way too long How long will you stay Boy you don't got nine lives to waste How long will you stay Saving time losing grace
fantasy Where every day surprises me Wishing it was Give this some thought And I'm sure you will know This is the way it must be Emotions will rise, Emotions will
Cold? dark? on empty pavement you think of where the time and day went you hope and dream you?ll awaken tomorrow and be free from this life of sorrow
Boiled red beans kernal oil and hand me down poetry It's brick white washed walls widdowed by first paint The tin roof tops humm in songs of promise while time
stronger than nature keeps her will alive (keeps her will alive) This is how she's dying Dying to surivie (dying to surivive) Don't know what she's made of I will
it all hood Trying to get paper pull another capper Man my house is swoah something like Tony Drapper Got to get my mill from my record sell This time
clearly ultimately though your grace will give way to traffic jams submachine guns in hand city red-necks who think like the omega man feelin' the extremes of the times