: There was a time long ago But it seemed like yesterday When all I wanted was you And now you make a segway As you turn your face away And I know
: (Bob Dylan) Spirit on the water Darkness on the face of the deep I keep thinking about you baby I can't hardly sleep I'm traveling by land Traveling
empty, Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters, Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison, Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
baby's number and they bring her toys When I come knocking she smiles pretty she knows I wanna be Candy's boy There's a sadness hidden in that pretty face
agrivation That's ancient history, Been there Done that Who'd ya think you're kidding? He's the earth and heaven to ya Try to keep it hidden, honey
foul stench purging the fevered self behind a traitor's name Face the consequence taken back in the eyes of fairness A nobody forever hidden and locked
form willed to find strangers in the wickedest state when it comes upon you my friend fear not - it makes us men hidden within ourselves now lured into
3rd verse] A bringer of evil I am And therefore also a carrier of light As I use this focus through the dark And face the sunshine in the dead end
of great destruction to come Mankind's mysteries The dying world [chorus:] Madness in it's sweetest form What shrivels and dies must face the tempest
rules the land We have been spellbound By the Devil You have returned to the hidden graves Only you know about You have returned to to face your victims
Chorus] Where the desert is covered in roses [Isaiah 35:1] Where I can outshine the stars in a single day [1 John 2:25] The face of God isn't hidden [
t know What?s hidden in their minds They call me lullaby One day I saw a man Trying to wash away the dirt on his hands And the pain on his face when
: Some things are hidden in weird lands Just like treasures Volcanic bombs sleeping in your belly. So innocently and you're their home. They're ready
up in a whirlwind, you got blown right out the door Oh, yes it was a whirlwind, sweet romance was on your side If you wanna dance on my face, you must
is it hidden inside of me? But why should I worry and why do I care When this road that I walk on is going nowhere. I stand and I study every face in
a black tux, forty cal. tucked, strapped to the chair Half asleep, hopping out of my seat, caught in the daze Turned around and seen a white man's face
the face Elite Special force no religion style faith The meltin' pot boil gun shot drama soil Gamble when I scramble handle hot pots of oil Man handle brain killin' erect my hidden