People on the street They want to find a god they'll never know Organized religeon pulls the blinds Then they pull the wool Now you can't see because
She was born at 6 a.m. On New Year's Day In an alley right at the heart Of where the homeless children play And the truth is that we will never Even
When I say it's day you say it's night When I say it's black you say it's white Tell me What's wrong with you Baby? When I say it's left you say it's
Nearer, nearer The minister was preaching And the crowd was standing near The congregation sang in a tune In the hall, it was loud and clear All of
If I should find myself in blackest night And fear is stabbin' me all over A tiny prayer cracks the dark with light And I here sounds behind my wall Inside
My God Hope you're on call 'Cause I maybe in danger of crashing before I get to fall Let's cry boy While neighbors have their backs turned I'm having
Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! Laissez-le-moi Encore un peu Mon amoureux! Un jour, deux jours, huit jours... Laissez-le-moi Encore un peu A moi...
It's just a piece of paper, it says, "In God we trust" And a little sure felt good, but a lot was not enough And everybody loved me when I was on a roll
My, Oh My. Wont you take me away, from the pain, I need a brighter day. To get out of this grey. My,
Oh Lord, Oh Lord You are my Gd and King 2ce You are wise in righteousness Standing in power Your children will be great Hallelujah Standing in righteousness
This concrete road used to just be dirt We'd drive out here after work Every Friday night when I was eighteen This parking lot used to be a field I parked
Mon Dieu Paroles: Michel Vaucaire. Musique: Charles Dumont 1960 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee. Nearer, my God
[ Jan ] Nearer my God to Thee nearer to Thee in though it be a cross that raises me [ Bill ] Still all my songs shall be nearer my God to Thee [ Both ]
( Edith Frost EP ) My god insane He makes me say The strangest things The meanest things My god is blind He asked me not To see these things
Early in the morning clouds are dropping on my head Remind me the things, last night, I should have left unsaid So please forgive the words I use, my
I am not skilled to understand What God has willed, what God has planned I only know at His right hand Stands One who is my Savior I take Him at His
