Oh, sweet thing. Zion doesn’t love you. Babylon don’t love you. But you love everything. Oh, you saint. America don’t love you.

Uninvited feelings. They come without a warning and stay too long. I don't wanna feel , and if I run they'll be twice as strong. I've been waiting.

[Jerry Butler]. And I brought, and I brought. And I brought dreams, dreams, dream. And I brought you all my dreams. It's 'cause I love you.

Where do we go from here, now that all of the children are growin' up? And how do we spend our lives if there's no one to lend us a hand?

Yeah. Yeah. Rise. Half alive and stark-raving free and maligned. For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption.

King of kings, lord of lords. Jesus the son of god is glorified. Prince of peace, holy one. Jesus the son of god is glorified. He is risen to.

Lost from the start. I might as well be on the moon. Much colder than I thought. Even in the month of June. No communication makes ya feel so alone.

Feels like I'm running in place. A past I can't erase. I'm breaking, breaking apart. (I know they're after me). It's like I'm fading each day.

I can't get to sleep. I think about the implications. Of diving in too deep. And possibly the complications. Especially at night. I worry over situations.

A gardener told me some plants move. But I could not believe it. Till me and Hannah Hunt. Saw crawling vines and weeping willows.

Just one step. A different day. Would I know you at all? Would I know you at all? When your kingdom falls. And you family fade. But it wasn’t your fault.

"And shepherds we shall be, For thee my lord for thee. Power hath descended forth from thy hand, That our feet may swiftly carry out thy command.

Why do we all fall down with innocence? Still on the ground. Why do we all fall down all apart. On the lost and found? I never thought I would ever find.

my personal favorite :P. Give me just another night, just another night with you. Give me just another kiss, just before the dawn breaks through.

Cada día que pasa yo puedo sentir. (Mal, que mal, que mal, que mala soy). Que aunque salga el Sol dentro de mí todo es gris.

Fell in love with a girl. Fell in love once and almost completely. She's in love with the world. But sometimes these feelings. Can be so misleading.

Who would be a poor man, a beggarman, a thief. If he had a rich man in his hand. And who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth.

I can not hold this anymore. My hands are tired of only waiting to let go. And i am waiting...still. I used to know which way to turn.

I'm unashamed of my mistakes. I walked the path I had to take. It's made me who I am today. This reign of hate is done. We're gonna take this over now.

Woke up them for the first time. The animals were gone. It's left this house empty now. Not shure if belong. Yesterday you asked me.