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there anything to eat?

Greet the dawn, get to work
Making a change, get it on
Crank the heat, by means and steps
Orbiting mirrors, let 'em shine, shine,

Deacon Of Delusion

Once a wild  boy, raised by lions who move as generals,
and refined by gardens of wisdom and grace the likes of which has shown

to me than meets the eye 
This house has ghosts that live inside 
I'm troubled by what should have died 
It makes me want to run and hide 
There's more

By the beach, the waves so tender
Walks a Lady, a sight to render
So fair, so chic, a grace so grand
A presence like no other on the sand
The gentle

this hula dancer
Her beauty and her grace
His prayers had been answered
He knew then and there
She was the woman of his dreams
So he worked up

Sun-kissed days, a gentle breeze
Worries drift on lazy seas

Sunbeams dance on blades of grass
A ladybug, a moment's pause
Clouds drift by, and fly along
No

I see you in a distance, shining bright like a star
My heart beats faster, it's like I've known you so far
Your beauty and your grace, it captivates

speechless
And, I'm blinded by your grace

But maybe

It's like a daffodil
Bashful like a rose
Secret like a gardenia
Silent like an evening primrose

Your

all that You can show me
I'm saved by love
And I know that Your grace is enough
So much to wake up to
Oh God, I want to be in pursuit
I like Your style

at her face

Now how did I get here?
What have I done to deserve this?
I have been showered by grace
It's a beautiful night
It's a glorious day
When I'm

share
Only by His grace
Scream that a hunnid times
Cause it's only by his grace
That I'm even in this place
That I'm even in this space
For the mind that

you were me

I am beauty
I am grace
I am lovely look at my face
I've got choices
I've got strength
My decisions give me rank
Back when God was a Woman

Who Needs Art?

The Foremen

What's Left?

1996

Art is fair and Art is fine
A holy elevation from the lowly swine
A thing of beauty in the grand design
Aaaa... who needs it? 

Art is Man's

shadow
Is infinite or inconstant 

Vistas projected to me like in a kaleidoscope 
Though its beauty flourishes high
The more I stare at it
The more it

and a smile on my face
I'll dance through the glen with a powerful grace
For the tartan I wear tells the story of old
Of a land full of beauty, and a spirit so

shadow
Is infinite or inconstant 

Vistas projected to me like in a kaleidoscope 
Though its beauty flourishes high
The more I stare at it
The more it

Prxset:
Human cruelty, slaughters all the beauty
Living being, caged and slaughtered without any mercy
When its done, they take our skins as their

Simplicity and beauty
Reigned over the realms

There was time to savor
There was time to spare
There was understanding
Among the people everywhere

That God

spirit up above, oh-ooh
Last things last
By the grace of the fire and the flames
You're the face of the future
The blood in my veins, oh-ooh
The blood in

I can't comprehend your mercy and grace
And I don't understand The kind of love it takes
Your forgiveness is Beyond what I know
Because of who you

of freckles
I heard you cry

Give me a body
Give me a face
Give me a world
Of beauty and grace
Give me a temple
Give me a home
Call me to earth
Where my soul

quiet,
Simplicity and beauty,
Reigned over the realms,

There was time to savor,
There was time to spare,
There was understanding,
Among the people

fear of being cancelled then, for voicing thoughts, from heart to pen,
c time where speech was truly free, embraced by all, in harmony.

In days gone by

Mesmerized by earth's grace, beautiful creatures.
The long walk to liberty, when does it start?
When we return to the beginning,
And forgive our ignorance.