Lyrics:
heaven to earth)
You came from heaven to earth
(Looking for a poor soul like me)
So you can find me
(An immortal God became a mortal man)
My Savior Lord
on the bone
Grown to size by the poems
Coax the passions from the stone,
The chemistry of common life
Iron antlers fill the sky,
Metal organs fertilize,
They say I shot a man named Gray
And took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks
And when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm lucky
never set
You really want to find that perfect line
I find it kinda funny that I hate your life
Was never just the man to stand on by
Now I got your
doubt
Can a so-called man of faith be so afraid, and yet devout?
But if Christ himself can beg you from the cross
Asking, "my God, why have you forsaken
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
That ain't supposed to work
Not against these lush sounds (Lush sounds lush sounds lush sounds)
How can you be surrounded by friends and still
church
If we break a poor boy's heart, they'll have us burned
And no matter what we do, we'll always be talked about
By our friends and their mommas, so
Work all week and you poor by the weekend
Jerks wanna creep try to choke
You while you sleeping
All cause we spit raw
No if there's a leak and
Everybody
none
Solo
Tryin to fit in somewhere that you’ll be welcomed
Outcast by those you love
But hold on
You're not alone
He cried out from on that cross
Even
with me, baby, baby
Did you know that you'd be surrounded
By my love and ecstasy
This is the start of one great love affair
That's never ever never
you'd be surrounded
By my love and ecstasy
This is the start of one great love affair
That's never ever never gonna end
We can share the world together
me, baby, baby
Did you know that you'd be surrounded
By my love and ecstasy
This is the start of one great love affair
That's never ever never
sinners life just by laying his down
Eyes set on heaven
Feet walking earth
A life given over to his divine work
Counting the cost he picked up the cross
of fruitless trees
Beneath a gibbous light we lose our way tossed about by wild waves
We are following the course of the wayward stars
Asking all the questions
ina d streets like yami bolo
Yeah me do it like yami bolo
Kush ina mi system
been a steam so mi blood get distilled
By 6 this maanin a 6ix mil
Dawg man
life fall apart from one poor decision
It's only when you're stressed you turn to religion, if you wanna conquer them then cause a division
Yeah I make
to reach the local YMCA, where he was receiving fahjahly advice from Father Bill in the midst of an uncomfortably religious bout of racquetball.
The man in
you stormed the grave you broke the cross
You tore the veil and healed my heart
I called your name in my misery; I hope for nothing but to see
The love
in my mind I already know if they're
Rich or poor, fake or real, do they even belong here
Man if I could, I'd probably just make them dissa
Whoa, ok I
have\
Prechorus -
|Plauged| [native man],
|cursed| [sacred land].
|Slaves| [claimed by spain],
|herds| [locked in chains].
Chorus 1 -
[c plague] |upon
The foreman says it cuts man-power by fifteen
Yeah but that ain't natural well so old Clay would say
You see he's a horse-drawn man until his dying day
Now
else
Something cold and ugly
Not invisible but blended with the shadow criss-crossing the old man
Squatting by the drug store at the corner
With is
Got a song about the sister waitin' somewhere by the phone
For some man who never missed her ever since he come and gone
Ain't it's harder for
Discuss these poor mans ecstasy by christopher cross Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In