Lyrics:
The Lord lives among us
The youngest hunger become a means to get it
By any ways necessary, under pressure
Children feeling lesser, with the steel up
My grandma was a wise old soul
Took me by the hand not long ago
Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down
Taste the wild honey, listen
When it started we had high hopes
Now my back's on the line
My back's on the ropes
When it started we were alright
But night makes a fool of us
the atmosphere
Your glory, God, is what our hearts long for
To be overcome by Your presence, Lord
Your presence, Lord
Let us become more aware of Your
become of us?
Oh, one by one, could we turn it around?
Maybe carry on just a little bit longer
And I'll try to give you what you need
The hour is midnight and all is still
We see the stagecoach climbing up a hill
Going along a mountain trail
Carrying passengers and mail
Never suspecting
us strong
Ones that mother Maybelle taught us
Hear the angels sing along
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better
Or the will is too weak
What should have been our armor
Becomes a sharp and burning sword
No one gets to their heaven without a fight (no one)
A refuge
battle's won
My dignity's become undone
But I won't go
I can't do it on my own
If this ain't love, then what is?
I'm willing to take the risk
I won't
Through every page we turn
Each lesson that we've learned
Will finally set us free
Or bring us to our knees
But love is right and never wrong
We
us strong
Ones that Mother Maybelle taught us
Hear the angels sing along
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better
Or the will is too weak
What should have been our armor
Becomes a sharp and burning sword
No one gets to their heaven without a fight (no one)
A refuge
Tonight as I lay on the boxcar
Just waiting for a train to pass by
What will become of the hobo
When his time comes to die
There's a Master up yonder
it crystal clear
Sharing my dreams with the people around me
Now they surround me
And I'm just a part of the crowd
What will become of us
What
nation over God
Is that what we've now become?
The founding fathers left a noble legacy
To their sons and daughters
To their sons and daughters
Look
over God
Is that what we've now become?
The founding fathers left a noble legacy
To their sons and daughters
To their sons and daughters
Look
people
Who do what they're told
What will be my name
In the USA?
Hold my hand and
I'll take you there
Who will I become
In the USA?
Hold my hand
seven feet or more
By the old barn door
Oh the first snowfall of the winter
What a joy for a boy to behold
In each house you'll find a sleigh
That
You must become an island
(Ha ha haa) you must become an island
(Ha ha haa) you must become an island
(Ha ha haa) and see for yourself
That's what I am
me what you will
But I'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And I'll redefine anywhere
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my
dreams take flight
Let them all go by
All go by
For time will catch us in both hands
To blow away like grains of sand
Ashes to ashes rust to rust
Freezing me, take me by my hand
Show me things I can't understand
For now, I'll wait and see what we become
What will become of me
And time's not
A passenger traveling quietly conceals himself
With a magazine and a sleepless pillow
Over the crest of the mountains the moon
Begins its climb
spacecraft and-
What the fuck? He know all that just by looking-
William Kai, thirty-eight years old, highest honor graduation
Iq 179, 98.4 aim consistency
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