Seeing through a hole in time, looking at this world of mine. All the words we've had to say, all the dreams to light the way. It's been fine though we've been apart.
Head up a ring around the sun. It burdens me you know it weighs a ton, yeah. Makes me want to run. . Tears running rings around my eyes. You can see, I'm not the only one.
Stand and I wait and I see. See you move, move around me. Nothing is as it would seem to be. . Stand and I pray and I feel. Feel You move, move around me.
I had all the words in the world. Now I've got nothing to say to You. Got to be a million people that. Have walked this road before. . But why does it feel so tough.
Jesus, I feel You near me. Your hands giving life to my body. Your spirit healing life to me. Holding my heart in sweet security. . God, I need Your grace.
Even though my heart fades away. I will always return to You. No matter how far I stay. . Your love is my halo. Your heart is enough. I cannot live without You.
I feel so purified inside. My hands stretched out to this sky so wide. Overwhelmed love so free. I'll drown inside the tears You weep. Deeply magnified.
I'm faced with a day that's lost its meaning. Everything's nothing, I feel like screaming. Louder, louder, scream again. . A heart full of hurt, a life needing healing.
You come to me with your look of superiority. Have you asked yourself today how real is what you believe?. In one moment, He will make me complete. Do I talk about it to be apart of the elite.
Water running in my desert land. Images falling into blinded eyes. Ice cooling on my fevered brow. Fire blazing on my coldest night. . You are good, You are fine.
Wave come, wave fall. Cast me on Your broken shore. Son come, Son fall. Cast me on Your love so warm. . Jesus' love is, Jesus' love is. . All over me, all over me.
Sara spelled without an 'H' was getting bored. On a peavea amp in 1984. While Zak without a 'C' tried out some new guitars. Playing Sara with no H's favorite song.
Choose from any number of magazines. Who do you want to be?. Billy Idol or Kool Moe Dee?. . If you're afraid they might discover your redneck past. There are a hundred ways to cover your redneck past.
Good morning, mr. ben. it's about 6:30, winston-salem, north carolina. just laying here in the bed, half awake, half asleep, thinking about you. I was, uh, wondering if you were looking after yo.
6:49 A.M. Friday, November 20. . Good morning, Mr. Ben, it's about 6:30. Winston-Salem, North Carolina. Just laying here in the bed, half awake, half asleep.
Awww!. Mommy!. She touched me mommy!. . Awww!. Mommy!. He touched me first!. . You two!. You make me mad!. You're bad!. . You go to your room!. You make me Mommy!.
I'd like to tell you, like to tell you. Tell you everything. 'Cause nothing changes, ever changes. Doesn't seem the same these days. . Dave's been a mess since Cheryl left.
Take off your shoes, hang up your wings. Stack up the chairs, roll up the rug. Savor the things that sobriety brings. Drain in the last from a jug. . But when I hit the bottle, there's no tellin' what I'll do.
She's a million miles away from me. Separated by a hollow wooden door. And some time we can't erase. Serves me right to let her in. The first time she knocked.
I heard you on my wireless back in fifty two. Lying awake intently tuning in on you. If I was young it didn't stop you coming through, oh a oh. They took the credit for your second symphony.