We praise our maker today. We scream at the top of our lungs. For the heavens to fall on this place. Thank You for love. Thank You for grace. Thank You for love and grace.
Calmer than the sky. Far away so blue. Land of living God. Grant Your peace on earth. . We can feel You move. And cannot stay the same. The winds are blowing strong.
Pass me not o gently, Savior. Hear my humble cry. While on others Thou art calling. Do not pass me by. . Trusting only in Thy merit. Would I seek Your face.
You used to be my good thing but I abused your gentle ways. Left you alone when you needed me now you've. Left me with a price to pay. . Now you're gone and it's my turn to suffer.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car. Hey now baby, get into my big black car. I want to just show you what my politics are. . I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
Smoke a doob to my forehead.. It's in my mouth before I leave my bed.. Can't you see?. I gotta get stoned.. 'Cause I'm just another Pothead.. Without a doob I'm totally lost..
The government here did the best they could,. Back in the days when it was good.. Political Destruction since the beginning of time,. Soon the dollar won't be worth a dime..
Jehova's witness, Ed McMahon.. All the same money grubbing hands.. Deep in my sleep under my skin,. Should I wake up to let you in?. It's the fault of us all!.
How can you tell me how much you miss me. When the last time I saw you, you wouldn't even kiss me. That rich guy you've been seein'. Must have put you down.
All the pieces of my heart are falling down like raindrops. I'm so lonely loving you baby that is all I know. It's like telling the sun not to shine; it's like telling the wind not to blow.
If there was a secret place that we can walk to,. down a path where there is no trail. If there was a secret place that we can walk to,. down a path where there is no trail.
Lying here on the floor. Starting to come around. What you did Mr. Hyde. What you got me into this time. . Theres blood on my hands. Emptiness in my mind.
Can I get a minute to recover. And then I'll take another and pretend that I'm caught off guard. By your comment though I knew when I saw it from a mile away.
Your scars lead the way to a place far beyond. Our sweetest dreams and there is no coming home. Millenia of gaining of what we desire. Shame it's pointless.
I was the champion of forgive forget. But I haven't found a way. To forgive you yet. And though I know you and I are through. All my thoughts are lines converging in on you.
Wanting to understand. To understand a hand thats not my hand. In a moment to be defined. All clear lines of all that, that could mean. And I'm wanting eyes.
Well this old man, he played one. He played knick-knack on my thumb. Knick-knack, paddiwack, give a dog a bone. This old man came a rollin' home. . Well this old man, he played two.
Cedar grains cling to woven skin upon walls.. I know.. Frail truths feed borrowed dreams grown cold.. And from here I beg, release, and hope.. I hope..
Divinity will rise and destroy. I am the wolf amongst the sheep. And I will erase. All the things that you hold dear. . No more heroes. No more lies. No more saviours.
Heuser/Pierce. . I painted back in school to pass the time. The time behind the easel eased my mind. There's still a still hanging in my den. The strokes in white all rushing to the sand.