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"I suddenly realize what that music was from my dream — it was an old hymn from when I was a kid. I haven’t been to church in years, but for some reason that song was in my head..." https://twitter.com/gsalcure/status/1313827048637554688">https://twitter.com/gsalcure/...
"There was a time
When you were the person in motion
I was your wife
It never occurred to want more
You were my sky
My moon and my stars and my ocean
We can never go back to before"
When you were the person in motion
I was your wife
It never occurred to want more
You were my sky
My moon and my stars and my ocean
We can never go back to before"
"Your sword could be a sermon
Or the power of the pen
Teach every child to raise his voice
And then my brothers, then
Will justice be demanded by ten million riteous men
Make them hear you-
When they hear you, I& #39;ll be near you
Again"
Or the power of the pen
Teach every child to raise his voice
And then my brothers, then
Will justice be demanded by ten million riteous men
Make them hear you-
When they hear you, I& #39;ll be near you
Again"
"People feathered and tarred, my friend
Unions broken and why for
Children laboring, women still enslaved
Leave your little backyard, my friend
There are causes to die for"
Unions broken and why for
Children laboring, women still enslaved
Leave your little backyard, my friend
There are causes to die for"
"In the gutters of the city
I have tried to find some meaning.
In the arms of fallen women
In the thought of suicide.
Like a firework unexploded
Wanting life but never knowing how & #39;till now!"
I have tried to find some meaning.
In the arms of fallen women
In the thought of suicide.
Like a firework unexploded
Wanting life but never knowing how & #39;till now!"
"...Asking nothing in return except that we should live
And learn to live as brothers in this life
And to trust she will provide
And if no one takes too much, there will always be enough
She will always fill our cups
And we will always raise them up"
And learn to live as brothers in this life
And to trust she will provide
And if no one takes too much, there will always be enough
She will always fill our cups
And we will always raise them up"
"Telephone wire
Stop! Too fast!
Telephone wire
Make this not the past
This car ride
This is where it has to happen!
There must be some other chances
There& #39;s a moment I& #39;m forgetting
Where you tell me you see me"
Stop! Too fast!
Telephone wire
Make this not the past
This car ride
This is where it has to happen!
There must be some other chances
There& #39;s a moment I& #39;m forgetting
Where you tell me you see me"
"But alone,
Is alone,
Not alive.
Somebody crowd me with love.
Somebody force me to care.
Somebody let me come through,
I& #39;ll always be there,
As frightened as you,
To help us survive,
Being alive."
Is alone,
Not alive.
Somebody crowd me with love.
Somebody force me to care.
Somebody let me come through,
I& #39;ll always be there,
As frightened as you,
To help us survive,
Being alive."
"I don& #39;t need to end up in a rocking chair
Seems you get to live your life
Just once
If that& #39;s how it& #39;s gotta be,
Then I& #39;d rather breathe in life
Than dusty air
Dyin& #39; ain& #39;t so bad"
Seems you get to live your life
Just once
If that& #39;s how it& #39;s gotta be,
Then I& #39;d rather breathe in life
Than dusty air
Dyin& #39; ain& #39;t so bad"
"So let it come,
And let me go.
Show me the waves,
And let them flow.
It all ends well,
This much, I know."
And let me go.
Show me the waves,
And let them flow.
It all ends well,
This much, I know."
"Don& #39;t be afraid of death, Winnie
Be afraid of not being truly alive
You don& #39;t need to live forever
You just need to live
Do you understand?"
Be afraid of not being truly alive
You don& #39;t need to live forever
You just need to live
Do you understand?"
"And I stand here trying
Like Mother Mary with my private burden of grief to carry...
Welcome Home, my Boys.
Welcome Home, my Sons.
Welcome Home, my husband,
Welcome Home, my love...
If I stand here helpless, my arms extended
Knowing full well, darling, your war& #39;s not ended..."
Like Mother Mary with my private burden of grief to carry...
Welcome Home, my Boys.
Welcome Home, my Sons.
Welcome Home, my husband,
Welcome Home, my love...
If I stand here helpless, my arms extended
Knowing full well, darling, your war& #39;s not ended..."
