: a gentle rain came down on all falling down upon the world washing away our sins tears that cleanse the soul and soothe the pain rain of revival rain
: gentle storm / thundering silence inferior force / uncontrolled calm vital unlike / logic/chaos/logic the tone of which his birth ascend the beat
Round and round You're caught inside a circle And you will shake the same At the magic of her name Electra Electra I am here to show my changes Not to change
gold L'America, L'America, L'America L'America, L'America, L'America C'mon people, don't ya look so down You know the rain man's comin' ta town Change the weather, change
I wake up and I set my best foot forward I'll make an effort to be all that I can be. I take a look around me and I wonder how things change so much in
the fog Slow coaches rolling o'er the moor Between the very memory And approaches of war Stale bread curling on a luncheon counter Loose change lonely
and bonds And the heat stains that have dried up on some lovin' That keeps you in the back roads By the rivers of my memory It keeps you ever gentle on
difference Ah, if you are fake Thinking, spirit living at another body Will I still love you Ah If you are not you the gentle you grew 3 heads 6 shoulders Hugging you, sweet or not The thrill of changing
for my fly ladies I rock it, yes indeed I represent los angeles city Hacienda Heights is the vecinity Old school homies still rollin with me Money dont change
change Long winter nights with the candles gleaming Through it all your face that I adore You smile and the angels sing And though ita?s just a gentle
dem jaws got super suction... Can't kiss me or touch me; dat bitch can't speak to me in public... You know she dat cuddy you hopin dat I change da subject
in the building tonight (hey) Oh what a feeling, I'm feeling life (hey) Thanks to the lames, niggaz with bad aim Thanks to a little change, I tore you
right) We were as still as the wind That blows on a hot August night And you were lonesome As a jukebox But deadly just the same I could be as gentle
to what I was before you But for every turn a different hue These are my colors for you So the seasons go brightly so we prepare for changes A certain change
: Mid beautiful flowers, bright fields and clear streams We pass precious hours of summer and dreams The birds' gentle twitter, the frog's silver peep
let me say it...again So I just walked around the corner and I get a suprise, I even take a step back to make sure this is real life, This gentleman'
poor man end on a train Take his last breath Slumps over drops his last bit of change A mother pacing by her window pane Staring hopeless at the gentle
t have to be a famous person Just to make your mark A mother can be an inspiration To her little son Change his thoughts, his mind, his life, Just with her gentle