the darkness, and weaken all love. But it?s hidden from your face. Seeking to find the path you should follow, breathe in peace, Surrender yourself to the hopes
be sunny weather don't give up hope its never been a question of "this is alright" 'cause we're not gonna have it all that i cna do is hope against hope
The upturned ruptured palms the pleading eyes that hide the spite that want to forgive us wretched insects if only we'd learn how to get in line there
For whom the bells toll When sentenced to die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The monstrous anger The fear's rapid rattle A desert inferno Kids
Land of Hope and Glory, Mother of the free, How shall we extole thee, Who are born of thee, Wider and still wider, Shall thy bounds be set, God who made
Has our conscience shown? Has the sweet breeze blown? Has all the kindness gone? Hope still lingers on I drink myself of newfound pity Sitting alone
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and the Soul felt its worth (A thrill of hope
s birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining 'til he appeared and the soul felt it's worth. A prayer of hope the weary world rejoices For yonder
night of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and the soul felt it's worth A thrill of hope, the weary
and there in will be filled with jubilation The Lord's name will be proclaimed Arise, be our help Place my trust in your kindness It's a must hoping
the night Of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world In sin and error pining Till He appeared And the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope The weary
is the night of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope, the
tax for revenue man if you ever knew the tac-tic, strategies, of word, capabilities Display, decease The rhythm and man how it swerved and curved Made a niggaz dream but his hope
rushin', the yellin' But some kind boy said, "Frohliche Weihnachten" Not understanding the words but gettin' the buyin' and sellin' I felt the Christmas spirit In Bethlehem I heard a hymn
the night of the dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope, the weary
the night of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth A thrill of hope, the weary