Il Signore mia luce e mia salvezza,. di chi avr paura?. Il Signore difesa della mia vita,. di chi avr timore?. Ascolta, Signore, la mia voce.. Io grido: Abbi piet di me! Rispondimi..
Attende, Domine, et miserere, quia peccavimus tibi.. Liturgia quaresimale. . Non enim accepistis spiritum servitutis. sed accepistis spiritum adoptionis filiorum.
Something I noticed when the day ends. The worlds still real if youre playing pretend. How did I end up in all this mess, just cashing cheques for benefits?.
all you wanted to do was get away from here. for all i know you're always going to feel the same. oh this crowd would rather belong than make a break from here.
Lala lalalala lala lalalala lala lalalala lala la. . Life is way too short for short-sightedness. and tell me who has got the time. for narrow-mindedness.
We are the worlds people. Different yet we're the same. We believe. We believe in a dream. . Praying for peace and healing. I hope we can start again.
---- ------. Oh Elizabeth, would you come down. with your wood guitar now. Oh please play for me.. Lay your hands upon those strings, wood guitar, wood guitar.
---------- ----. Wishing like a mountain and thinking like the sea. How it is to feel absolutely free. (The simplest things so hard to achieve). I want to be your watermelon, let me sing into your radio.
- -- -- --. You should wear with pride the scars on your skin. They're a map of the adventures and the places you've been. "Praise God," he said lifting his drink..
--- -- ---- --- ---- ---. Mother, you have been dead now for six years. And in the years since then, I have grown to know my father,. and this makes me happy..
Mother, you have been dead now for six years. And in the years since then, I have grown to know my father,. and this makes me happy.. Do you know that you two are so different? And I wish I.
If we don't snap outa this, I don't know what. I'm gonna do. I'm just tryin' to make it up to you. I see so many lovers policing each other. Nagging and back Biting.
--- ------- ---------. (A Love Letter to Jonathan Richman). Well the Ancient Egyptians, and the other Africans. The Mayans, the Incas, and all the Polynesians..
------------. Somehow I find myself far out of line. from the ones I had drawn. Wasn't the best of paths, you could attest to that,. but I'm keeping on..
---------. Somehow I find myself far out of line. From the ones I had drawn. Wasn't the best of paths, you could attest to that,. But I'm keeping on..
(Tahitian traditional). . Te manu puka Rua. e rua puka manu. haka "Book" "Boom" "Boom"!. hara raku Pomme de Terre.
Standing tall as a woman but acting tough as can be. Curling your lip directing your poetry at me. When I know it was written for another time. and place.
(lyrics by J.F. Berneron & F. Orrall). . Headlong down your hallway with a head full. of sweet possibilities. Though I know damn well here I go again hoping you'll.
--------- -------. Sugarbush Cushman lived by the Ruud pond. Way up north in Barre Vermont. Way up high where the maple trees grow,. she says "I'm from Vermont and I loves the snow.".
-------- --- --- -- --- ----- ---- --- ----. Oh the days of wine and roses and the rubbing of noses. Bare feet, new sprouts, and garden hoses.. Skipping stones, while skipping home....