The lips of the righteous teach many, But fools die for want of wisdom. The rich man wealth is in his city; Do you hear, do you hear, can you understa
Here we go Inside my head there lives a dream That I wanna see in the sun Behind my eyes, there is a me That I've been hiding for much too long 'Cause
Inside my head there lives a dream that I want to see in the sun Behind my eyes there lives a me that I've been hiding for much too long ?®Cause I've
Love of my life, you are the love, of my life You are the love in my life, my life You are the love in my life, in my life You are the love in my life
I see a multitude of people Some far away and some close by They weave together new religion From tiny remnants they have found A bit of truth, a greater
(music by James Seals and Dash Crofts, 1973) Instrumental from the album DIAMOND GIRL (1973).
Time, no good Wisdom, no good Patience, no good To me anymore Now night has fallen on the stair Some things you do, you can never repair Seems I'm always
Through timeless change in my dreams I am closer from ageless memories, long ago To enlightened frontiers I'll take you there Oh, mystic child, together
If I thought I knew the reason Why I've gone and fallen in love with you You're the one thing I believe in And I know quite well what I've got to do
Woo-ooo woo-oo-oo-oo Woo-ooo woo-oo-oo-oo Olen tehnyt asioita, joilla ei oo muuta tarkoista, kuin olla tikareita jotka tarkoitettiin ainoastaan sinuun
[NARRATION] Now why this man's soul was bleeding The angel had to understand So invisible, he stood by him And then gently touched his hand Which caused
I'm free 'Cause Jesus loves me In spite of my being weak I know my Abba He delights in me I see everything differently My brokenness has been kissed
To others the pain was obvious The colors of shame a bruise unjust Abuse of trust can't be wiped I can't remember why? I chose to say goodbye I'm terrified
(lyrics written and sung by Kristy Thirsk) To others the pain was obvious The colours of shame a bruise - unjust Abuse of trust can't be wiped I can'
and even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart and in our own despair against our will comes wisdom to us by the awful
Seek within your own kind of depths, and tell me the tales of what thousand lies. Yet, I have withered, but Ive grown again, and designes my own blackness
Life is a journey that you must take my son Take care and live it well because there's only one Remember there's a purpose that you were meant to be You
Folding my clothes and I feel useless Don't think I know how to do this Once I was told but like any misfit I spit on that good advice Out in the cold