January, February, March,. The days are marching forward. April, May, June and July. They fly like a hummingbird. August, September, October. The year is almost over.
They were the sweetest words I'd ever heard. My heart could barely take it in. Like water offered to the lips. Of a tired and thirsty man. . 'cause it's a tangled web of woven.
Guess I've got a lot of learning to do. About the way that you love.. If it had been left up to me,. I'd given up a long time ago.. But you've got a way of wooing me,.
I don't know what to say to you. Tears are on your face. You don't know how we'll make it through. Such a lonely place. But if you could read my mind.
Well, I don't understand this love I have inside. Would it be the same without that twinkle in your eye?. And would it be the same if you came and said goodbye.
In our times of trouble we only had ourselves, nobody else. No one there to save us, we had to save ourselves. . And when the storms came through. They found me and you back to back together.
Are you living in an old man's rubble,. Are you listening to the father of lies?. . Are you walking with unnecessary burdens,. Are you trying to take them upon yourself?.
O sacred head now wounded. With grief and shame way down,. Now scornfully surrounded. With thorns thine only crown,. . How art thou pale with anguish,.
O come all ye faithful. Joyful and triumphant. O come ye, o come ye to Bethlehem. Come and behold Him. Born the King of Angels. O come, let us adore Him.
(Traditional (lyrics) and Chris Eaton (music)). O little town of Bethlehem. How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by.
O love that will not let me go. I rest my weary soul in thee. I give thee back the life I owe. That in thine ocean depths its flow. My richer, fuller be.
I opened my eyes to find my world enslaved, my brothers and sisters rendered mindless, with no desire to free themselves of their own chains. A potentially beautiful existence had been rendered meaningless. Set on a course to worldwide annihilation. But first the destruction and abandonment of everything sacred. Anything with any real meaning, any real chance of evolution. Yet they say I'm the one who's blind, cursed with this fucking insanity. When all this time we could have been free, in the name of Anarchy..
If I could have chosen where God would hide his heaven. I'd wish for it to be the salt and swell of the ocean. Carried by the currents to all continents' shores.
Oh my god wish I was thin. Wish I was a normal human being. I'm just like them. Stuck in the dirt. I am a victim of my own self-worth. . And now I wanna take it back.
Just an old fashioned love song playing on the radio. And wrapped around the music. Is the sound of someone promising they'll never go. . You'll swear you've heard it before.
Can't stop for a second:. we might see how silly we all are.. Can't get out, even for a moment:. might be hit by a passing car.. Dreams shatter and fall into dust,.
We sat by ourselves, still looking for company;. There could have been peace, but that eluded me -. All I could think of was what was on my mind.. You tried to be kind,.
I feel a calling for the sea, I want to walk on the sand dunes.... I hope you'll forgive me if I say I can't take you:. at some times I've got to get away,.
I want to paint you poems full of fire,. You who I do not know.. . Now my mind is tested with love which. Twists and wavers from side to side and which.