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Miracles

Marty Balin

Marty Balin: Greatest Hits

2000

If only you believe like I believe, baby (if only you believe like I believe)
We'd get by
If only you believe in miracles (if only you believed in

to me in the passenger seat; a memory frozen in time.
The nights we shared, magnificent summer; all from years gone by.

I married four years later, I

we're bringing you some in-flight entertainment.
One of our first class passengers would like to sing you a song
inspired by one of our coach passengers

People Get Ready

Aretha Franklin

Lady Soul/Aretha Now

1995

I believe
I believe
I believe
I do believe

People get ready, there's a train comin' (ooh)
Don't need no baggage, you just get on board
All we

People Get Ready

Aretha Franklin

Lady Soul

1968

I believe
I believe
I believe
I do believe

People get ready, there's a train comin' (ooh)
Don't need no baggage, you just get on board
All we

believe
Looking like lion
Looking like a king
But I ain't no S1mba form the lion king
Look at the sky shine so bright
When am in my range
Or in a 4 by 4

crack
By seventeen
Eighteenth street where I played that
Nineteen - on the corner with
Twenty in they straps
Playing with my money like
Playing with my

before
Now I wonder what my life is going
To mean if it's gone
The cars are moving like a half
A mile an hour at that
I started staring at the
Passengers

You gotta believe

With you by my side
Move mountains

Only a dreamer, could afford this point of view
But you're a driver, not a passenger in life
And if you're ready, you won't have to try 'cause

You are

excellency
For my people, I was chose to part the red sea
For your sake, I hope you live by these commandments
Just got to believe, and that's sure to clear

else?)
She gon' bring her lil friend
We gon' run 'round the lobby (oh)
You wanna ride passenger seat in an Audi (uh)
You wanna ride passenger seat in

What if it was you and me
Are you riding no confusing me
Testify before the eulogy
Stay by my side and quit the foolery
Look at this mami she a hotty

hit it in a day it took a couple months
Face down ass up like she a hoe or sum
But wen we steppin out in public get her anything
Nd by anything its

disgusting nigga
I hold my pistol, you won't believe it, it's by my penis.
It's like a missile, open adam, fire, watchu talking bout
Adam and eve should've

with the boys
Play with the real thing, not with no toys
Reload a mag cuz it give joy
Cockin it back, like I'm inside a Royce
Doin a drive by with this

feelings of nirvana
Find that trace of Heaven
You know
Too often
We
We find ourselves
Clouded, diminished, repressed
By the stresses
By the
Expectation

The warriors, trained since they were babes
Noticed the change in elevator music that the other passengers let pass by
Elbow to elbow with no place to hide

head
I know
What did I even do wrong
Pain inside my head
I know
Days go by in bed
I know
Should go outside instead
I know
She left me behind I'm dead
I

through dust spots on the front windshield
It is freeing to ride passenger in your own car
You can breathe in your surroundings intently without fear

let give me the blues
Gripping on this steering wheel riding by myself
No passenger I do this shit with no help
I'm like Santa to my jugs but I have no

fifty feet high
I seen a passenger pigeon flying by I spit on the ground and he shit in my eye I said
Mister Frog you gotta make this stop he said
Lick my

At night is when I day dream the most by far

With no visions of my future
The shit's pitched all black
The Devil's sending text messages
And it's

certain for
Churches and cheers
Newcomers beat by old-timers
Clickin' in years
Jetsetters catching jets and Lears
Aggressive, pumpin' Melle Mel's message