hope for the night We don't know how we feel We're just prayin' that we're doin' this right Though that's not the way it seems Summer gone, now winter
me hope for the night We don't know how we feel We're just prayin' that we're doin' this right Though that's not the way it seems Summer gone, now winter
you And when all my strength is gone In you I can be strong I look to you I look to you And when melodies are gone In you I hear a song, I look to you
ground / high above the ground / and the earth you thought would end your song ?song? / lifts up and now . . . the
And if you ain't never met him, don't speak on God I'm serious about religion, just ain't no song I'm hearin' niggas makin' up scriptions, and playin
to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia From down in Miami where it warm in the winter On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter Jackson
, ring The old church bell The bride and her love Seeking guidance from above Amber waves of grain bow in the prairie wind I'm hearing Willie singing on the radio again That song
'm fired up so fire up the lighter and the 'dro Better hold on a little tighter here I go Flows tighter, hot headed as ghost rider Cold hearted as spiderman
death song wickedly Prevail'll nail through your heart, sounds painful Trumpets welcome me like Gabriel The Archangel Hollow images Wavering echoes Subtle differences, pinebox and
for a song Check my car, I don't care, I don't play fair Keep some shit in the stash box, then get me the chair And it don't buck shot and the blast
Men say the winter was bad that year fuel was scarce and food was dear A wind with a wolf's head howled about our door And we burned up the chairs and
On to North Carolina, Phildelphia and Virginia From down in Miami where it warm in the winter On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter Jackson
only blue And they shared in their teenage misery Then Jason read books and wore hard looks He swapped Sue for an artisan His winters were long and a fantastic song
the love of you I am a working man I feel the winter too If you could hear what I must hear Then nothing would replace The fifty years of sweat and
