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Sit back and hold your breath, just let nature take effect. A warm glow inside my bones. The touch of velvet rubbed against my soul. Thought of things you've always known.
I'm not the only one. Who's been. Thinking the way I've been. Things got to change. If they don't we'll all be dead. . We've got to watch, and listen.
My life is up and it is down. I try to keep both feet on the ground. Your love is all that gets me through. All I need on this earth is you. . And I can hear your voice reciting:.
I breathe the mist floating about the stars. I can caress with velvet hands. I breathe the mist floating within without. This pen between my fingers. .
I'm going nowhere. And I'm going to take my time. All the questions in the world. I can leave in my mind. I'm waiting on the sunshine. The sunshine. .
Dreams, inconsistent angel things. Horses bred with star-laced wings. But it's so hard to make them fly, fly, fly. . These wings beat the night sky above the town.
I know we often feel the rub of love. that we don't always fit quite hand in glove. but we live inside of a mystery. and my heart often fails to contain.
I built these walls with blinders on my eyes. brick by brick and now I realize. that I'm shut out I'm shut in. and every time I try to reach out I reach in.
Trust in the Lord. With all your heart. Lean not on your own understanding. In all of your ways acknowledge Him. And He will make your path straight. Don't worry about tomorrow.
tonight it's time. choose a direction. if you fail. you can make a correction. . slowly now. make life faster. make you mine. but for once this time. .
I only want what's mine. That's what I came to find. A little respect that's all. From you. . Because one has his natural right. But somehow that doesn't seem right.
The Lines of my earth. so brittle, unfertile, and ready to die. . I need a drink but the well has gone dry. And we in the habit of saying the same things all.
Fight 'til your fists bleed, baby. Beat the fate-walls enclosing you, maybe. God will unlock the cage of learning for you. Fight 'til your fists bleed, baby.
I never knew you but you seemed to be, to me, a great man. wise as a serpent and gentle as a hillside white lamb. we heard your voice. we saw your choice.
do I murder. when I forget you from afar. too drunk on the poison of endless roads. and the countless smokey bars. . but tension is to be loved. when it is like a passing note.
Fatherless and the widow. Stricken down by the hand of death. Grasping for security. Anticipation of the imminent next. Of the imminent next. . The fatherless and the widow.
You are still burning. the flame that is turning. my smoldering ash into a bird. so stay close, my brother. i couldn't stand the loss. you are the bridge of action.
Tell me father are you riding on. The fictional bus up to heaven above?. . Do you listen to the angels on the outskirts. Have they persuaded you?. Oh tell me father.
if I could have the words to change. to speak into the world would they fly. I wonder if they'd put them in a jewelled box for sale. . but I need to strengthen the things that remain.