Once up in a bottle there lived Time. And He had a garden where He met her by morning. And there in the dawning. They dreamed of a life where Time could leave His fine bottle.
Oh, this is how it starts,. Lightnings strikes the heart. It goes off like a gun,. Brighter than the sun. . Stop me on the corner. I swear you hit me like a vision.
Every day is so wonderful, then suddenly its hard to breath. Now and then i get insecure from all the pain ;i'm so ashamed.. But i am beautiful no matter what they say words can't bring me down.
Even when it's eggshells, even when it's broken glass. Prophet follows the path well, and He has feet that last. I saw them carrying crosses and they were forming up that line.
The field was bright with clover,. I saw the finish sign,. I started as a rover,. and then victory was mine.. I thought the race was over,. but they just keep moving the line..
Forgive me if I've been confused. Between the means and end. I forgot to be a brother and a friend. Covered up inside. Sometimes it's harder to know. I have failed at this scenario.
Round and round goes the wheel of love. Some say like Russian roulette. There's a jackpot I'm dreaming of. I'm ready to place my bet. No need to beg, steal or borrow.
There must be something else that all of this revolves around. I appear so small and barely make a sound. Still mysterious these frequencies they draw you out.
Put down my thoughts in a letter to the president. Penciled and packaged with all due respect. Elvis commemorative just for effect. Never heard back, you think you know a guy.
When time shall slip its cog in place. And spin its line of lovely lace. Then love and peace come face to face. One of these days. . When sorrow can nowhere be found.
It's best to meet these things head on, she said. Before too much gets on your mind. Thoughts like books are piling up. Sometimes the lessons don't seem kind.
Eye is to the body as a thought is to the soul. They're both a lamp whose sharpness I control. Beauty lingers 'bout as long as flattery, my friend. That door doesn't let out but lets back in.
I held the monkey's paw and put my wishes into play. To know the will of God, to show a motive for delay. I'm holding on to find myself just one more wish.
This is the hard part. Stopping to ask for directions. Sketching with these dirty colors. Just where I am. . You might have heard me. Artfully dodging the buzz word.
Out of my bondage, sorrow and night,. Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;. Into Thy freedom, gladness, and light,. Jesus, I come to Thee;. . Out of my sickness, into Thy health,.
Flying high with the crowd at night. We float on unseen fuel. Each one sails, a gossamer sphere. Our course unwinds like thread from a spool. . What's it like inside the bubble?.
I don't know what to do to ease your mind. I don't have the perfect word to make it fine. I'm not so qualified for sympathy. Still I am not without love.
Yesterday I lived for me. And I was so alone as I could be. Then I saw you and how you give yourself away. And I want to live for you today. . I'll give, I'll hold nothing.
Hallelujah (I'll fly away, fly away, fly away). Hallelujah by and by. Hallelujah. . Some glad morning when this life is over I'll fly away. To a home on God's celestial shore I'll fly away.
It's the choice of a lifetime I'm almost sure. I will not live my life in between anymore. If I can't be for certain of all that's in store. This far it feels so right.