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on
Guided by the map, get the team on
Forks in the road we just Steam on
Really we just want a safe place when it's late
cnd there's no one around but

Morning darling
Time to get up and catch the day
You know they wouldn't want to see us this way
Your heart's torn like a tattered old armchair

||It's not that easy|It's not that easy|We're livin' in this old world|Guided by your light||For all of you children|The hope never dies|There will be

It's easier now to measure up
Than it's ever been
By graduation, they'll have never been a kid
Predisposed buzzcut
A predestined grunt
With

to break free from what I'm doin
Guided by the Son to do what I've never done
And after it's all said and done
I wanna rest with the Master
No, the Crow

Blinded by your souls decend
Oh oh, you're fake
Tell me why you need a friend

Oh oh
Oh oh

Verse 3
Guided by delusions, growing by the lie
Clinging to that

How can I entice the people who ain't wise
I need to be guided by somebody 'cause

I try a lot to be myself but I think I cannot be
I lost some people

The Refrain of John Dillon James

Alabama

Songs of Inspiration, Vol. 2

2007

right out of those woods

Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain

And I recall that song by John Dillon James


One July Monday morning

All alone and lost in the cold, in the darkness
Hidden by the curse, the secrets not confessed

Luminescent hope in my soul reawakened
Guided by

the right, guided by my conscience shining so bright
No matter the temptation, I won't give in. For in my heart, I know what's true from within
In a crowd

by my side, no hunger do I know
This highway holds no fears for me, no matter where I go
And deep in the night, I still hear your voice
In pastures

to this hollow prison

Guided with such vast uncertainty
Sons of sin cycle in repetition
As daughters of damnation die
Leaving their shrill left

black and white 
Devoid of any light -until ya
Sat by my side  
You turned me to a butterfly 
Fixed up my broken wings
Raised my voice and let me sing
You

guided by the ghost of Laika
My heavens slow drive, side-eye stealthy
When can we expect you?
Why would you expect me?

I ain't really seen land in

have forced me to break that promise for reasons that will become clear. A writer named Bulgakov once said that manuscripts don't burn. By that, I think

Lost
Fly
Cold
Like a little kid whose dreams got blown away
Just like huge stars forgotten in outer space
An abandoned ship just guided by the wind

Love yourself with all you are
You're a lovely flower planted in a fertile ground
Let yourself be guided by the gentle breeze
It will tell you

as
Fresh as the first day that
I acquired the guitar and a voice
Seemed to say to me
"You are an old man and you
Have not said thank you
You have not brought

The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man

I gotta walk that lonesome valley, I got to walk it by myself
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it by

Mary Had a Little Lamb

Garth Brooks

The Magic of Christmas: Songs From Call Me Claus

1999

Mary Had A Little Lamb
One Holy Morning
Neath The Star Of Bethlehem
A Brand New Day Was Forming
Guided By The Shining Light
And The Angel's

Ear some thing real, what the games been missing
Before I could talk, I was christen
Not my decision, How I was risen
What I was given, Guided my

Ear some thing real, what the games been missing 
Before I could talk, I was christen 
Not my decision, How I was risen 
What I was given, Guided my

voice inside my mind are these
Addiction, some people like to get high
Addiction, some need the help to get by
Addiction, some do it just to pass the time

of love
How can I lose my sense of time if I'm guided by my pride
Even when I stop the lies my heart remains confined

Please let me lose my sense of time