Lyrics:
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
of the enchantment Navajo
I have seen your redrock
Canyons out of gallop
I have walked upon your Arizona hills
At crownpoint I watched an artists painting
All
so cagey
He's a flim flam man
Hands off the man
Flim flam man
He's the One In the Trojan Horse Making
Making out like he's Santa Claus
Oh Lord,
words, "Send for the law," uh
Two words, Freeway, slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in your artist, leave with his broad
Red, white blue,
hand
Caught in a still life
Surrounded by shadows
And lost in a background of blue
If I were a painting
My price would be pain
And the artist
nagged him all his life
So he used his butcher knife---like I said he had a wife
Now poor Howard's dead and gone...
They took Howard off to jail,
Fly Me to the Moon,
And let me play among the stars.
Let me see what spring is like,
On Jupiter and Mars.
In other words, hold my hand,
In other
Before Lord God made the sea or the land
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
Before Lord God made the sea or the land
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
can spot an artist every time
Did the darkness and the stars witness
What happened long ago
Did the darkness and the stars witness
What happened
values
When you associate with secular artists in the R&B hip-hop world
Here he comes
I cannot believe the controversy shrowding this man
Mr.
I got four good reasons why I cant go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist who's hand is demure
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
Korea?
You know I've been a boss for my whole career
I'm 'bout to jet in the Lear
And put more than my hands in the air
Hands in the air, put your
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
In the shit house a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black
In the shithouse a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
Only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town
Tin can town
No stars in the black night
Before Lord God made the sea or the land
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
arms
In that moment devine
All the stars in the sky
Are mine, all mine
I reach for the stars
When I reach for your hand
But stars tumble down
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like on
A-Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words,
Before Lord God made the sea and the land,
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand.
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand,
a weather station
Artists and repertoire
Hand in hand through the greater way at dawn
The writing on the wall said, "Jesus saves"
The writing
And the strength I've found
Is in my veins
Our story binds us
Like right and wrong
Your hand in mine
Marching to the beat of the stars
And we walk together
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