good He's so freak'n awesome! Chorus Draw close to Him He draws close to me His children are as the sands to the sea He placed in me a redemption song And
his smile. He smoked a briar pipe and He walked for country miles. Singing songs of shady sisters and old time liberty. Songs of love and songs of death And
got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty I've got who's-its and what's-its galore You want thing-a-ma-bobs? I've got twenty But who cares? No big deal I want
: A long, long time, years ago way back in history. There lived a folk with menb so bright sailing at the sea! When times were rough, and the weather
s sunny.. Summers at the sea, winters warm and free All of this and we get the rest... But who is the land for? the sun and the sand for? You guessed!
crazy Swag up on a hundred degrees, not eighty Look, if heaven had a VIP, uh, this is it: white sand, blue sea, But I don't know who they are and I'm
: The halls of our keep rock with ruin and war The walls cry and crumble, Broken the sword. The tombs and the tomes. The world's honeycombed. We must
has no wind The wind has no sea The sea has no shore anymore I'm walking these streets all by myself I know it's my fault, and no one else And there'
sail has no wind The wind has no sea The sea has no shore anymore I'm walking these streets all by myself I know its my fault, and no one else And there
: (As feat. On "The Rain Was Falling On That Day"compilation) "Come on man, there you go" Take my shoes and bury them With sand and paper and broken
leans and starts a scene, And his tears fall and burn the garden green And so castles made of sand fall in the sea, eventually A little indian brave who
the hills Meet the sea on a stormy day Ride a ridge on a snow white horse And throw my ashes away To the wind and the sand Where my song began You suffered
s bed And I?m the tunes played by the goons Who ride in fairy?s wombs And stole the road the other way And sold tomorrow to yesterday and I know the feeling
a dream, stargazer Scarred from the radar, beyond Gods and bombs and airwaves and channels; desert rats and camels, reptiles and mammals Stand wisdom Daniel, and man who
And as the sands of time run low can't find my way home Judgement day for me has come, was it right was I wrong? This is the night all the angels cry, and
desert of sand and broke glass chips of spine, knots of hair there lies an ocean that hides the black cancer deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper it goes Sand
your heart and soul at wounded knee History and time are all you have now You were free from sea to shining sea But that's no matter to the folks who
you, to the summer wind The autumn wind, and the winter wind - have come and gone And still the days, those lonely days - go on and on And guess who
