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Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
the little Lord Jesus laid down his Sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
Be near me, Lord
Be near me, Lord Jesus
I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever
And love me I pray
Bless all the dear children
In Thy tender
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
the little Lord Jesus laid down his Sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,
should be a crime
Let alone a fool like me
Hand in hand with you should be doin' time
But here we are running free
Guess someone turned the other cheek
streets alone just living day by day
I can even feel it now, don't tell me what I'm feeling now
You shook my dreams away
Tired of waiting around
Now,
streets alone just living day by day
I can even feel it now, don't tell me what I'm feeling now
You shook my dreams away
Tired of waiting around
Now,
We were children who played
On the backstreets of border towns
And we dreamed of the day when we might run away
To where the good life was found
Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Sheets are in a knot
My heart is like rock, eh
Pictures flashing by inside my head
I'm hanging by a thread
The fox had done running
And the beast is at bay
He'd run them in circles
By the end of the day
They chased him through bramble
They chased him
The fox had done running
And the beast is at bay
He'd run them in circles
By the end of the day
They chased him through bramble
They chased
and the sun gets hotter
someone mumbles a tune
and the young men spot her
running up to the room
and yes
they tgotta get out of here soon
five healthy children
cream man in broad day
Now I'm running from the police, don't know how but I got away
Selling weed to my homies, and a girl in the building that know me
me by the hand
Pulling me along more sure than I am
So determined, so sure what he will find
And we're running like children
I'm trying to keep
know what to say
I just can't face up to tell 'em
Honey, you just went away
Well, children cry for mother
I tell them, "Mother took a trip"
Well,
now!
Hey now!
Hey now now!
Every night sun goes down
And the people are staying at home
You can tell your momma & daddy
Leave those children
and my friends are gone
God, I'm in a mean world
And I'm so all alone, oh, oh
I need You Jesus, stand by, stand by
Well, they tell me that
Samson killed
furnace I ask you now to venture
Yes, you who are broken by power,
You who are absent all day,
You who are kings for the sake of your children's story,
got a cold sore one that would not go away
Yeah I tried ointment on it but nothing was working
For me
My kissin' days are over thanks to little herpe
got a cold sore one that would not go away
Yeah I tried ointment on it but nothing was working
For me
My kissin' days are over thanks to little herpe
And it's all being witnessed now by you.
The faces of the children
In the artist's loving hands
Are all returning
Into sand
The waters of the oceans
Like
Packing my bags, going away
To a place where the air is clean
On Saturn
There's no sense to sit and watch people die
We don't fight our wars
her say to you
Nothing matters anyway
Then she walked away from you
There was laughter in the air
The children all were there
Playing in
at all?
Lost all
At all
Lost all
Hope
The children are becoming
Hard to find
Were they ever really
Children at all?
Cradles ransacked
Stripped away by
everyday
And sometimes at night when the wind is running right
You can hear it suckin' thirty miles away
Then the light was crimson and I found her all
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