Where I am going....
So listen to these words i sing.
I hope they shine,
I hope they gleem,
And let them...
let them, let them,
oh, let them bleed into your soul,
let them find a hole,
and fill it with something good.
Rest in The Truth that is loving you,
Nancy.
The Truth is with the poor,
in a card board box,
where the poor play house...
The Truth is with us
if we are with them."
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Assisi
by Matthew Gair
I hang this cross around my neck,
I have no faith, but in respect,
I hope it will protect me when I play.
Cause I have been to Assisi,
And I have seen the Polici,
Beat a man for no other reason than they could.
But that man was good,
that man was good,
that man was good.
I have no time for racist men,
I do believe we're all the same,
and I would bridge the gaps,
if I could.
But some hate runs so very deep,
its hard sometimes for me to keep the,
believe that deep down every man is good.
Every man is good
Every man is good.
Every man is good.
So listen to these words i sing.
I hope they shine.
I hope they gleem.
And let them
let them, let them,
oh, let them bleed into your soul,
let them find a hole,
and fill it with something good.
I wish they would.
I wish they would.
Oh,I wish they would.
Cause I have said some aweful things
About, behind, infront of my friends,
I would take them all back if I could.
So I try to be a better soul,
And let my deeds burn through the cold,
'cause every man should have a heart of gold.
A heart of gold.
A heart of gold,
to burn thru the coal.
So listen to these words i sing.
I hope they shine, I hope they gleem, and let them,
oh let them, let them,
oh, let them bleed into your soul,
let them find a hole,
and fill it with something good.
I wish they would.
I wish they would.
I wish they would.
Oh, i wish they would.
Oh I wish they,
Hey I wish they
Oh!
written, and perfomed with love by Matthew Gair
