Lyrics:
Take your photographs from off the sill
Taste the salt of seven seas
And love thy will empty out your parsonage
And empty out the orphanage
Please
lives again
We're waiting here
Waiting for you God
With our hopes and fears
We come empty hands held out
Lord draw us near
Heal these broken
Somewhere out in empty space
Long before the human race
Something stirred
A vast and timeless source began
Intelligence was born and then
from you and all your charms
Just out of reach of my two empty arms
Each night in dreams I see your face
Memories time cannot erase
Then I awake
Washington
Otis empties out the trunk
On the steps of that celebrated dump
Sleazing by the sea
Bow down to her royal travesty
In her ballrooms heads
Washington
Otis empties out the trunk
On the steps of that celebrated dump
Sleazing by the sea
Bow down to her royal travesty
In her ballrooms heads
the gutter, aiming for the moon
Trying to empty out the ocean with a spoon
Up and up
Up and up
How come people suffer, how come people part?
How come
Somewhere out in empty space,
long before the human race,
Something stirred,
A vast and timeless source began,
Intelligence was born and then,
the gutter, aiming for the moon
Trying to empty out the ocean with a spoon
Up and up
Up and up
How come people suffer, how come people part?
How come
forgiven
You were so magnetic it was almost obnoxious
Flush with the currency of cool
I was always turning out my empty pockets
And when it came to you
was out late last night
Empty love, empty love
I will wait one more night
Wakin' up to tomorrow with a little help to clear my head
What did I do? What did I try to do behind?
Empty your pockets, tear out a page
From
Feeling so dead
Feeling so sad
Feeling so empty out my mind
Feeling so dead
Feeling so sad
Feeling so empty out my mind
Feeling is gone out of my
So we must be loyal and wary
Not to give away too much
Til we build a firm foundation
And empty out old habits
Old habits
Stay in touch
We should
Sometimes it's streaming
While empty pages reach out for
Meaningful words where
Inspiration is streaming
of joy
If I don't empty out my pockets
Little beggin' boy, pining for a treat
Looking like my pockets filled with cheese
I don't have much for you my
tweakin', when we clickin' bitch, how they all
Yeah, I'm with the shit, man is u with shit
Well put da 30 in the blic, now empty out the clip
Now empty out
are on display
The broken dreams of yesterday
The stuff I should have thrown away
But I've kept it here instead
I've gotta empty out the inside of my
Quick R.I.P Quick Dip
Empty out a full clip
Empty out a full clip
Quick R.I.P Quick Dip
Empty out a full clip
Empty out a full clip
Hydra pulling all
Weightless, like dust in the wind
Until you settle on the dirt
The strife leaves your body and empties out your bones
cll returned into the earth
c
wins
Somebody loses
It's a dirty dirty race
Oh my life
It's a dog's life
One empty Monday
Out of the blue
Took a good luck turn
Started
that we already know.
I could write you a song, send you a note, or empty out your trash
and buy a bucket full of diamonds but
even the most
These are the words
But not the truth
God bless them all
When they speak to you
But that's all right
On an empty stage
Sing out when
There's
wish that you did
Might retire on the profits
First of all I'ma empty out all of my Mrs. Butterworth jars
I'ma put 'em on a shelf with my 800
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