follow and believe With faith like a child They say that love can heal the broken They say that hope can make you see They say that faith can find a
can heal the broken They say that hope can make you see They say that faith can find a Savior If you would follow and believe With faith like a child
Übersetzung: Jars Of Clay. Like A Child.
Übersetzung: Jars Of Clay. Faith Like A Child.
love can heal the broken They say that hope can make you see They say that faith can find a Savior If you would follow and believe With faith like a child
a better rate if freedom feels like a first mistake life in a day life in a day life in a day see you hoof and move your feet of clay let it go you
it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand. When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I
I get down I get down, it's like this, down like how Man I black out the pressure I fade out the sound I get down, it's like this, down like how How down
by belligerence learned from the dancing masters. The child on the train was a mimic mime of babble. The mother knitted sweaters that the child would
used to be? do you think we should be closer? She stood in the doorway the ghost of a smile haunting her face like a cheap hotel sign her cold eyes imploring
white gulls cry - for you and I butterflies - float away drift over pools - of salt and clay mountain man - frosted child eagles cry - puppets of god strung like
it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand. When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and
bastards They try to box me in like Cassius Clay Hey, I'm like Muhammad when he fasted Opposing the fascist make cuts and got gashes Scratches over third eyelashes Punchlines are like
wit them big boys. free to live fresh like them Mel guy. fuck ya come wit a knife for its similar to Columbine and Free dont get down like tha white boys
A child like grace I wish you could've seen her face How bright that sunflower shone With a child like grace Running all around the place It should be
've led From pages in a book and pictures on a screen We make ourselves like clay from someone else's dream One second you are cast just like stones
it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I