there's nothing more to you, than earthly flesh and empty bones, still searchin' for nothing, I'm face down and all alone. show Me everything, give Me all you've got, reveal mysteries, and mountains will bow at your name.
One step ahead and you're up. One step behind and you're down, you're down. You've got to be where that spotlight is shining. One step ahead and you're up.
One man day, rolling in high and gray. Too much fire. Everyone tried. Now everyone's tierd. You and I, where do we go, what do we say?. We'll open our minds and keep our eyes closed hey!.
No man is a hero every day. and even a champion loses the day before the race. try not to be sleeping in your wide awake. and when your chance comes have fun don't be afraid.
Youll never believe this.. It happened today baby, my final revelation. I was sittin there, he said, yall dont care,. Youre the reason for this broken nation.
I wanna kill this man but he turned around and ran. I'll kill him with karate that I learned in Japan. He wouldn't see my face, I wouldn't leave a trace.
Good old Alexandra left her man last night. Off to Louisiana, New Orleans in sight. Her determination went right down to her bones. She is gonna make it on her own, yeah.
Hello sweet friend of mine. I want to talk, see how you are. What's new? Are you feelin' fine?. Do you like South Lake? Do you work all the time?. . This whole month has been a waste.
The snow is falling in slow-motion and my city is gone. I'm overcome. The street is swollen with a thousand footsteps I'll never run. . Maybe someone.
I can't get to sleep. I think about the implications. Of diving in too deep. And possibly the complications. Especially at night. I worry over situations.
(One.... Two.... One, two, three, four...). . I got up and I drove to work. On the wrong side of the road. What the hell would I do. I must admit I didn't know.
September '75 I was 47 inches high. Mom said someday I would have. A bad ass mother G.I. Joe. For your little minds to blow. I still got beat up after class.
September '75 I was 47 inches high. Mom said by Christmas I would have. A bad ass mother G.I. Joe. For your little minds to blow. I still got beat up after class.
September '75 I was 47 inches high. Mom said by Christmas I would have. A bad ass mother G.I. Joe. For your little minds to blow. I still got beat up after class.
I had it all. or should I say, I saw it all. And it'a a long way from the dust-bin of New Jersey to the top. Who would've known. Who would've known. I had a dream.
I think with teary eyes. Of you my love on this dark night. I recall my time with you. In lonely rooms of saddest blue. Love and loss entwine. To never fall into the light.
With the cold war now behind us we no longer live in fear. Of a world on the brink of annihilation. Where in a flash it could all disappear. The forgotten nuclear stockpiles of military might.
Wake up,. Were leaving,. The sparks have hit the ceiling,. Our world has fallen to the ground.. Ill help you,. You need me,. Do my best to keep you breathing,.
Feels like a brand new day. And I know I'm not the same. 'Cuz I see you and I need you. And I know I couldn't leave you. If I tried to walk away. . Your love won't bring me down.
Was it You who spoke the earth to be?. And wrapped it all in mystery. For the taking, for the taking. Is it Thee who turns away my soul?. . From evidence so beautiful.