Do not be afraid of fiction, or of the truth. Unfamiliar faces dripping wet, left standing in the rain. Over the Rocky Mountains across the Great Divide reaching for the sun we're climbing half way to the sky. The devil came and said If you be hungry turn these rocks into some French bread. Love the one that you're with if you want but consider the price. Barren like the white desert sand Where the sun beats hot across the land.
Unrivaled, unruffled I'm beauty unleashed Yeah! Take our free words and put them with your tunes. Chorus: I can see Him back a bleeding beat till nearly dead and I can see Him softly weeping crown of thorns upon His head. And the blessings that He brings to me begin to be the things that he has wanted to bestow for quite some time. No there wasn't any price I had to pay I thank you Lord for given me a brand new day and I thank you Lord for leadin' me on my way. We shoulda followed Jesus shoulda took him to the dance if the water should recede I hope we get another chance. The peaks could reach no higher carved by heavens best designer I know of nothing finer than to lay beneath her breast.
Got to get back to the Garden got to learn to live and love again. Dag Erik Larssen Need help: Who is singing this song: maybe from the 60th goes like this: Footsteps in the sand. She made friends she didn't want, but trusted them without a thought and died one night alone in my bed. Everybody broken in a million pieces expecting me to fix them and be their friend. And I spend time unravelin' the pain that has me bound it's tearin' me apart. You could take the ugly from the world with your face make the kitchen sweep itself with your grace make a phone line never busy, a cheap wine have good taste make a man who's in a hurry want to wait.
Chorus: Reach for the sun give your neighbor a hand teach what you know and learn what you can. If I could stop this pounding clock that echoes through my cell block I would sing a hymn from the silence within and measure the time by my teardrops. Chorus: Now I can see Him clothed in Glory just like the story said And I can feel Him living for me risen from the dead. Chorus: I'll give Him my life I'll make Him my Lord I'll give Him my life that's payment I can afford. We'll paint your canvass different colors Life made you sad no need for goin' there again no need for goin' back.
Do Not Be Afraid Denes McIntosh My friend, do not be afraid of life. Things Slippin' Away Denes McIntosh It ain't like it used to be things slippin' away from me I can't see the forest for the trees. Chorus: So wrap yourself tight babe keep yourself warm tonight you'll be all right, no matter what they say. Songism Denes McIntosh Prism, schism, Baelism, baptism, Buddhism, Deism, fascism, realism, snobbism, truism, atheism, heathenism, barbarism brutalism anarchism. Right away you're making time and making friends No one cares where you were yesterday If they pick you out you're on your way To a once upon a time that never ends So, Oliver, don't be shy Get out there, let go and try Believing that you're the guy They're dying to see 'Cause a dream's no crime Not once upon a time Once upon a time in New York City If it's always once upon a time In New York City Why does nightfall find you feeling so alone? Let the river hold you Let the water merge into the sky And let the current sing for you the sweetest lullaby.
I would do my business with neighbors and friends a mans word was good with just a shake of the hand. There is no guide to point the way, there is no light, there is no candle. I watched you sitting on an old chase lounge beneath your garden hat. Well I know of the wonders that you wish to be revealed and the souls you seek to reach, and the hearts you long to heal And the aching, empty, lonely lives with which you wish to deal Oh holy Spirit, lead me where you will My Lord Jesus, I am yours to fill Heavenly Father, use me as you will. The wind whispers softly breathing life into my body the pleasure it has brought me can never be denied. You must agree, It was a private conversation, He was attentive, calm and patient with that bottle of Jim Beam.
It's not for me an easy thing to keep my life in line To walk the way that Jesus walked nearly all the time. Dylan Thomas at the bar Like Mohammed in the ring Like Geronimo on a mission Like Martin Luther King. We have shunned the voice of reason for the devils silver tongue. So, Oliver, don't be scared Though yesterday no one cared They're getting your place prepared Where you want to be Keep your dream alive Dreaming is still how the strong survive Once upon a time in New York City Keep your dream alive Dreaming is still how the strong survive Once upon a time in New York City Keep your dream alive Dreaming is still how the strong survive Once upon a time in New York City And it's always once upon a time In New York City Vocals: Bette Midler Georgette Music: Barry Manilow Lyrics: Jack Feldman, Bruce Sussman Georgette Girl, we've got work to do Pass me the paint and glue Perfect isn't easy But it's me When one knows the world is watching One does what one must Some minor adjustments, darling Not for my vanity But for humanity Each little step a pose See how the breeding shows Sometimes it's too much for even me But when all the world says, Yes Then who am I to say No? Do not be afraid of the ignorance of youth. The faint smile on your lips The subtle dancing of your finger tips The rhythm of your hips. Used to be twenty three I used to be thirty one I can't believe the change I've seen good god, where has the time gone? Dwight Jordan, I fear it's made you cold and old before your years. The right of Marie Soyer to be identified as the author of these works has been asserted by her in accordance with the Copyright, Design and Patent Acts 1988.
Above the week and feeble places I've become accustomed to. My Lord, He's mercy, my Lord my Lord, He's strong my Lord, He's perfect, my Lord my Lord is never wrong. You had no right to disappear, Now your children bear the pain, Was it fair to leave them standing in the cold and driving rain? I remember how I felt like waking from a nap I watched the sunlight warm your face while you were watching back. Inner city families no earth between their toes momma's runnin' down a hustle you know how the story goes it's not a pretty one. There's a business man tryin' to reach the top he sold his soul for what he's got left a path behind him of people he has walked upon now all the value that he ever had is gone. But I don't love you girl that's for someone else to say. I've been down to Morocco rode the Marrakech Express I got high in Casablanca, with the sacred and possessed.
We have plundered every season under a midnight sun. Have they run to houses on secluded hillsides to hide from the discomfort of their past participation in the pain? The paper said he was missing. In this crazy world got to live and dance dance on the water as if it were glass. Jemerson Guiting Diaz Dag Erik Larssen , Sorry Dag , unfortunately this song is not in the Earth realm. Masquerade Denes McIntosh I am younger than my situation older than my years unable to reconcile my friendships with my fears laughter with my tears. Chorus: The Creator Denes McIntosh Green hills and berries bright skies and clouds echoing canyons crying aloud mountains that stretch forth a powerful hand faithfully guarding the rest of the land. Chorus: I remember when we met It felt alot like that I watched you sitting on an old chase lounge beneath your garden hat.
Run baby run the beast is in the field he's tearin' up the heartland gonna take what he can steal. I may not have a dime But I got street savoire faire Why should I worry? Last night, I dreamed I was surrounded by the fire Last night, I dreamed I was surrounded by that fire I knew my time had come When I heard the sound of that acappella choir. Andries pretorius I need help plz i have been searching for months for a song i just cant find it here it is Why dont you let me be i only want to sleep i don't wanna talk right now it will only bring me down If i don't call it must mean i have got something on leave a message and i'll call you later i'll be better Laura G I am looking for a song and need you help peeps! She beckoned me to come back inside Coffee was brewing in an old copper pot She said I know you were only in the garden babe, but I miss you when you're gone. Like a Sunday choir I can hear that voice along the wire. I can't hold on to this I've given it my very best but every time I stand it knocks me to my knees.