do you and I have time to spareto wonder why and is it fairwho is it that makes me frownI'm inside out and upside downI say we canI say we can, but we might not bea better man, a better mewhat was it you used to saybette . . .
It swept me in and tossed me out, I fearAnd the consequence is clearListen to the heartbreak, my dearAnd now I sit aloneI count the words in me“If you could only seeSometimes choice is cripplingAbide in Meâ€Am . . .
I see the wealthy guyThe world in his eyesHe need not contain no pain or shameAnd never will, I cryAnd I'm a dirty wordYou know I'm so absurdIf I write things off as meaninglessSo I'm never heardStare and no care into no . . .
raised to be richtrip or be trippedgive to get, live to getthrow a fitgive to get, live to getwhat is it?you're gonna have to waitmy family can't relateon the floor, out the doorclean the slateon the floor, out the doori . . .
is it daybreak? i'm sureand you're feeling wearythere is so much, i knowit's just got to end soonwell, i can't hold this weightupon my shoulders anymoremy bones are breakinghands are shakingwith everythingare you worn ou . . .
sailing awaytowards uncertaintiesuncertain seaschange todaytraveled to that landtook it all second handi fought for coverthen i ran, ran, ranfound a love colored me wholeno more cannon-fire orange,cannon-fire orange, can . . .
everything's gonna be okayHe's gonna wipe those fears awayand before the night is thruthis is all going to make sense to youbut you won't hear these wordsno you don't have the timethat would be a crimeright now, right aw . . .
goodnightsleep tightthe sun is setand day is nightjust you restit's all alrightbut it's the sameday to daywhy can't Isleep this awaya headache(keeps me awake)my eyes are red(from trusting to much in me)I've got to pray(I . . .
did you see my hands were tied?i pierced this Savior's sidewell, what have i done?(what have we become?)and more words to run it thruto crush anything in Youand to trip it upit's simple though i'm tiredbeen unmoved, unin . . .
There are a million thingsThat want the best of meNow my head is spinningAnd back and forth I weaveIt all looks the same to meIs it good or bad?But I read that the truth shall set me freeSo make a sound in meWhat I need . . .
Inside my selfish thinkingIn the middle I'm always sinkingI am so far down I can't escapeBut all around the trees are fallingToo much sunshine comes inAnd so I wait another dayWhat is brightest in my lifeAnd what will I . . .
On top of the worldI am proudIn my heavenA star in the skyShine so brightLike the weatherI am sight and I am soundThey are lost and I am foundThe well runs deep inside of meThough I cannot sleepI am crushed And I am brok . . .
so now hold your breathand set the stageprepare yourself for the cynic's rageis it a question still of who is man?or how they feel and what i ambut digging deep i found a waywhat more do i need to saygone through life an . . .
She might have been a princessShe might've been here with usOr ride so high and far awayIs she sleeping safely?Is her sky the same way?Does she know now my own fear?She might've seen the oceanIf I'd had the notionTo list . . .
for the love of this country, heyone man pinned up and traded awayfor the love of the country, heyHe is...for the love of this country, manhow He laid down to love His landfor the love of this country, manHe is allbut wh . . .
Darkness fell across the landOur hope fell in the sandAnd there it wasThough for certain we stood stillThe earth shook and spilledThen gave it upCould we believe our eyesWhen life has tossed us aside?So turn and hang you . . .
She shook her head and turned awayshe said she will not hear my voice todayyou are still asleep and still the same,same as the day you said you'd change.and with my thoughts she let me standwith words that scarred my fac . . .
when 'all is mine' is overwould You have the time, my friendto push me up and overhold me till the glory end, andwhen my pain is soberwould You have the mind to sendhope for always everhold me - this wicked man andme, wi . . .
so it seized meso it grieves megrabs me everydaywill it bleed thru?does it burn you?got to take us ever lowtake, us, take us ever lowno, other, no other chance i knowam i thinking?am i drinking?wrapped in me todayso you' . . .
You said, I love the worldI love what you've done for meyou let my grip goAnd played the piano keysCouldn't even seeBoxed in by a fantasyScared of real loveYou're dead by your destinyNow shuffling aroundShaking like a ta . . .
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boom, I fellon the groundwas it something sadthat made me madfeelings too close to let me freeand what i have is what i holdand joy I had was joy I sold, you seecrown the painand face the daywhat i thought would lastis f . . .
tired of seven hours a dayand weekends that go too fasti set my sights on boardwalk streetsand a sunset that will lasti grabbed my coat and told my friendsthat i was going awayjust a few long miles and a few good smilesa . . .
oh, how my world falls downand how i sink at the soundbut how i won't shut upi stay (though my pain it swells)i wait (as if all is well)i faint (cause i've choked to tell)i've got my sin and i've got my lieam i on my fac . . .
I've been standing here so longI don't know where I've beenI've been looking around so longI don't know what I've seenCan I chase away the blues?And will I understand this?I been here, there, everywhereHow can I get back . . .
I see… You are mercifulI see… You are kindI see… You are full of love that is far beyond my mindI hope… for strength to standI hope… to be the man that I should beI hope… that You will . . .
Jesus tie these handsI used to thinkthat every thing I touchedturned goldbut it don'tit turns coldand reason guides this manlike spring, and falland wind to sandI sway, I sway,I cannot standwhat do I do,when it seems I r . . .
tell the jurytell the judgetell the worldmom and dadyou are sadcheck your namecheck your headI've heard more joyfrom somesomeone deadare you He?did you die on a treeand I can't helpit makes me thinkmade of dirtfull of gr . . .
It promises muchIt promises you’ll never be coldThe words are suchAs to turn you until you are soldAnd walk in this rutAnd run in the ground where we knowHave the lights gone dimIn the light of this sin?Am I breat . . .
what is this?thru strange and badit does not touch this joy i havewhat is this?thru future, pastand now or then only love will lastoh, these words ring true to melove the Makercrown the Kingwho gives us all and makes me . . .
is it sunny?or is it raining out today?is it calm outside?or is the wind all on your face?did the storm subside?did it leave without a trace?are you well?or have you never been so sickly?are you stupid?or have you never . . .
and fearhow it often seems to be all you hearlike a siren that just fills up your earswill you let it show you what you holdoh, so closeand confusedi think i keep the devil amusedwhen i believe that his lies are truebut . . .
green i've seenas jealous as anythingblue it's trueweep to sleep over youi feel - and i killthe sea in metoss me up, around indeedi will - be stillit's all chasing, racingoften crazydoes it show?but i've been praying lat . . .
What is special now?Well, I think that I amAnd I see that we all revolve around meAnd what I have in my hands is what I deserveThere's no better way to beI say, so good to see meNow I feel I've given so many, so muchWell . . .
Don't delay for a minuteCause if you do I'll know you're too far into itI mean the world around usThe world aroundTo keep your head above waterTo be humble amidst tears and laughterSometimes we need to hideSometimes cryR . . .
Jerry had some beers and started to singhe knows just what he means he don't mean a thinghe waited for the wisdom years would bring, to himon the refrigerator doorare the words he had written moments beforeit says 'i hop . . .
I’ve been mixed in dark and light today, you knowAnd I’m sure it does not please or bless or showStill there’s something to be saidHowever far beyond my nose, I knowHave you become so dull, so cold?D . . .
I’ve been mixed in dark and light today, you know And I’m sure it does not please or bless or show Still there’s something to be said However far beyond my nose, I know Have you become so dull, s . . .
She was staring at the ceilingI was staring at the floorHe was fixed in thought and wonder of what lied behind the doorThere was a man with little movementI knew I’d seen him here beforeThe people with the childre . . .
choices cloud my head againwrapped up in myself insteadand if I fall this timewill it be the last timefor this crimeand anger has more of my soulthan I ever wished it would holdand as I let it goand watch how it growsit . . .
in my money, i was at hometo the beggar, i was so coldin my pockets, all that i could holdas i left here, this was all i was told...well, i get a dime for all of my gooda nickel for all that i couldand a quarter for all . . .
Well I'm a happy manSo will I ever speak my mindBut I know that we just haven't got the timeTo be awake, to be ashamed, will you?This world wants to drown me with the things it's thinking ofSo now I don't want to see o . . .
What kind of lies have led your despiseHave stung your mindsizeTried and true no gainYes it's true that things are upsetWrapped in substancePlease call His nameThis sort of drug has got you thinkingWell I think you're si . . .
falling down the stairs climb into the sea the world is on it's hands then it's on it's feet touch the silent man who cares where he goes stand high upon his back like the ground beneath your toes the breez . . .
falling down the stairsclimb into the seathe world is on it's handsthen it's on it's feettouch the silent manwho cares where he goesstand high upon his backlike the ground beneath your toesthe breeze is too much for me - . . .
hey you got a little something to sayi know you think it wrongand you're gonna make the world okaymake us strongwhere did you go?want your right? rise up todayyou, one and alland the soul not so much to payfeeling tallwh . . .
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