Weeks turn to months as the seasons won?t change Light turns to dark just like loves turned to hate Now the summer is coming Blacker than you could
Harsh Return Light creates us all Pride will make us all Life is meaningful Life delights us all Light creates us all Pride divides us all Life
forgotten long ago Michelangelo Last night I dreamed about you I dreamed that you were riding On a blood red painted pony Up where the heavens were dividing
When I look at the King It reminds me that there is but one King of Heaven God Almighty The Queen reminds me of the Blessed Virgin Mary Queen of Heaven
return to now? For the time that I have left I scan that cold horizon Searching for a kindred soul, Someone to rely upon We disconnected and Heaven sent
When you feel divided Lost from source When your anchor is drifting Without a course Remember you're Divine Heaven's for the pure design Remember you
prairie Herds of buffalo thinning down Spirits carry my body across the divide Armies raiding the village Blood of warriors spilling out Days of Indian Summer return
forgotten long ago Michelangelo? Last night I dreamed about you I dreamed that you were riding On a blood red painted pony Up where the heavens were dividing
. The Harsh Return] Light creates us all Pride will make us fall Life is meaningful Life delight us all Light creates us all Pride divides us all Life
back someday The light's on in the window; she's waiting by the phone Talking to a memory that's never coming home She dreams of his returning
our meeting after many weary years How my mother will caress me when I'm standing by her side Now she prays that heaven will bless me through the stormy seas divide
words You swerve a nerve and gaze murder to those who beat it unlevened You're braggin Maxima's and Acura's to carry you to heaven A.M. the marketplace
army of losers kneeled before him to pray [CHORUS:] We're made by the (it's another return) Yes made by the Church-Hill We are reborn, (it's another return
long ago Michelangelo Last night I dreamed about you I dreamed that you were riding On a blood red painted pony Up where the heavens were dividing And
the sky Through the Heavens hallowed halls Cross the epochs and the eons carved in time Our drift through life is mist A smoke filled mirror gone Returned
realized that those who love death cannot divide it only provides an extra soul to watch over us from the other side and together they returned back
