Tonight, we can no longer fight We could never return to it once we begin To see through the eyes up over heaven Would you ever return to me in the end
I feel my wings have broken in your hands I feel the words unspoken inside When they pull you under And I would give you anything you want, no You were
Remember how they always seemed to know We had the forest in our eyes But the earth was in our clothes And they thought we'd fall Not at all So look
i feel my wings have broken in your hands, i feel the words unspoken inside, before we all learn i will give you anything you want, oh, well all i wanted
the free Set them free Set them free A prize fighter in a corner is told Hit where it hurts Silver and gold Silver and gold Yeah, silver and gold
up so you can take the toll from the J Beez, to De La Soul Now there's a Tribe that's comin Brothers on the street hum along with the beat and repeat
's goin' under Take a number Let the gatt hum (Lick a shot) So I let the gatt hum Let the gatt hum (Hum) (Lick a shot) So I let the gatt hum Had a
it's he say or she say, they say or I say If you believe in Ali, or you call him Cassius Clay If you're gold or platinum if those, metals don't happen
Torch girl of the marshes Her kiss is a whip of the moon Dawn's damsels are dancing To the hum of her sunny young tune Gems hemmed in the heart's
your heart. I'll dream of dying just with you. See me wish from eight to all day long. (l've) Got no time I'm not inclined to hum a song. Just like
not the kind of man To keeps his thumb jammed in the dam That holds his dreams in But that's a secret that only Margaret knows When Amsterdam is golden
and young, saints of every history Great and small angels are and seraphim Grab a hand, twirl a dance, circle up and worship Him Hear the hum of angel
mini Benz, expeditions and other cars I look so pretty, and I'd fuck these hoes On the grill with a mouth full of gold Bitches know, I'll let cha know
And concerts in the Superdome Now I can pump my Beamer and play the Navigator Sport tailor made outfits with matchin alligators Visa gold, bank account
for me, it's coming for me It's coming for me Oh, look into the golden frames Step into the golden frames Be careful of the golden frames
I first heard you sing in the Empire Room Your husky hum engulfed the gloom And whatever mission that brought me there Disappeared in the mist of your
I keep the radio on most all night long listen to the songs they play Sometimes I hum tap along with my thumb listen to the words they say And I have
fine knit elastic cloud, in your head softly a loving sound Now the quiet never stays porcelain elvis heads and gamma rays stretching out living new age golden