Where we start is where we end. We step out sweetly, nothing planned. Along by the river we feed bread to the swans. And then over the footbridge to the woods beyond.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell. Blue skies from pain.. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?. A smile from a veil?. Do you think you can tell?.
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I'd bleed out all of my blood. From every vein in my body. Until I was an empty balloon. . If your tears had cried a flood. I'd bear my bones and a hammer.
This is the hidden truth,. The world between the lines. Where there is no understanding us. These lines have marked divisions,. The weaker seek to malign.
What is this that I feel. And what is this that I fear?. In these arms that whored out amongst the worms. That mate in these fields, oh. From pressure to pain I wish to stay awake.
She wheezes out her dying wish.. Come closer. One more moment, one more kiss. And I love her, I give her all I can. Her body sinks, her heat released.
You could've been all I wanted. But you weren't honest, now get in the ground. You choked off the surest of favors. But if you really loved me. You would've endured my world.
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"Welcome home," she said to me. "Let's hide away before they see.. I need so much to be alone with you, I do, I do". "Come with me," she took my hand.
What Child is this. Who laid to rest. On Mary's lap is sleeping. Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet. While shepherds watch are keeping. . This is Christ the King.
What Child is this. Who laid to rest. On Mary's lap is sleeping. Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet. While shepherds watch are keeping. . This is Christ the King.
All my life I longed to be a hero. My sword raised high, running to the battle. I was going to take giants down. Be a man you would write about. Deep in my chest is the heart of a warrior.
When the God-man passes by. The blind will see and the dead will rise. Redeemed will dance and broken wings take flight. When the God-man passes by. .
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth. Would care to know my name. Would care to feel my hurt. Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star. Would choose to light the way.
Oh little town of Bethlehem. Looks like another silent night. Above your deep and dreamless sleep. A giant star lights up the sky. And while you're lying in the dark.
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth. Would care to know my name. Would care to feel my hurt?. Who am I, that the bright and morning star. Would choose to light the way.
What this world needs is not another one hit wonder with an axe to grind. Another two bit politician peddling lies. Another three ring circus society.
What if the armies of the Lord. Picked up and dusted off their swords. Vowed to set the captives free. And not let Satan have one more?. . What if the church, for Heaven's sake.
There's an old man living in the back of your woods tonight. You forgot he was even there, but you've never slipped his mind. He's living off of scraps of you you never knew you left behind.