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If there ever was an angel then surely you must be one. If there ever was a perfect love when I look at you I see one. If there's heaven here on earth then this must surely be.
Whispering on a cool summers day. I found my soul and took it back to her place. Skippin over lines on the pavement. Writin rhymes on the bus station.
Joe and Mabel's 12th St. Bar and Grill. . The kids say, "Daddy, where did you meet mother?". Well, I can't tell them and I never will.. I can't tell them that we met each other.
(Impossible impossible). It's impossible tell the sun to leave the sky it's impossible. It's impossible ask a baby not to cry it's just impossible. Can I hold you closer to me and not feel you going through me.
Fates on a mission and Im riding shotgun, man. Im looking for a revolution in these stale plastic decades, man. All he bombs and drugs dont seem to penetrate, man.
Is it any wonder that I love you is it any wonder that I feel the way I do. There's been times when life's been rough we've just barely had enough. The clothes we wore were far from being new.
Out of the misty forest. The rider came tired and dawncast. A chilly night was descending. The first snows fell forever it would last. . Spirits of the woods they do remember.
Sometimes we jump the train fare, to get to where were going. Sometimes we're hooded up and so you hear the sirens start blowing. Get knocked up, we knock your girl up just to find a place to stay.
In the year 2525 if man is still alive if woman can survive they may find. In the year 3535 ain't gonna need to tell the truth tell no lies. Everything you think do and say is in the pill you took today.
Through vast landscapes he rode. towards east. Until he felt the salty odour in his nose. The sound of waves come from far away. Under all thorns he found the rose.
The path to home seemed so strange. Fades trees in twilight. Many things he remembered has changed. New people stared him like a ghost. . He rode across the village.
Mama said you were a serial killer. But I did not believe her. Until I saw your face in the paper. Look just like my next door neighbour. . When they say about brotherly love.
As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago morn. A poor little baby child is born in the Ghetto and his mama cries. Cause there's one thing that she don't need.
A day of spring in ancient times. A rider so eager and proud. Riding the way the eagles fly. The road in misty shroud. In search for answers that must be there.
Check the daily many years ago a man. who looked just like my father. came and took a man. who looked just my mother from his home,. put him shackled in a boat, made him row,.
If God is dead who's this living in my soul. . He put flowers on the hills. Your cup he gladly fills. How can you turn around and say, "God is dead". .
Into an ancient valley. He rode alone. Where the winds forgot howled cold. And where no man dwelt. There lived the Echo. Hath been for ages before man.
Step out from work, two missed calls, private number but i know its her. So I call her right back ask 'what time are you coming over?'. Turns up at mine, half nine, never on time.
Three miles east he found a molten gate. Entered through it into the unknown in fear. Enchanted his horse carried him to his fate. Across moors not to walked for a hundred years.