You don't understand this is not what you think it is You don't get it, man you want to boil it down to show biz Your in-depth research shows: drop the God, emphasize the beat I've heard that positive pop you dig- I'd rather be buried in wet concrete Take back your free advice I don't accept I will not play those games God is not a secret to be kept God is not a secret to be kept You don't understand I'm not talking multiple choice You don't get it, man if the cross offends you, find another voice I am not running for office here I won't keep it purposefully vague I've heard New Age Life-force trip I'd rather be dipped in bubonic plague Take back your free advice I don't accept I will not play those games God is not a secret to be kept God is not a secret to be kept If we keep silent If we mass defect These very rocks will scream God is not a secret to be kept God is not a secret to be kept And would I wash my hands again? Would I deny my savior when he hung inside the public square? Did not my silence put him there? Take back your free advice I don't accept I will not play those games God is not a secret to be kept God is not a secret to be kept If we keep silent If we mass defect These very rocks will scream God is not a secret to be kept God is not a secret to be kept |
Isabelle is a belly dancer with a kleptomaniac's restraint tried stealing Helena's hand basket, made a fast getaway, but McQueen she ain't at the courtroom Joshua judges her ruthlessly on account of Ruth walking out on him in the Big House Isabelle is a-telling all to the chaplain who's become her friend she says: I don't know why you care I don't know what's out there I don't know where or how just take me to your leader now take me to your leader now Justin is adjustin' to the odor from Theodore's Evergreen house but aroma therapy don't make him any younger than Oliver's All Liver Supplements his late mate Merrilee merrily said immortality can't be bought in a jar this just in: Justin's had enough of cure-alls, gonna quiz the neighbor kid with the fish on his car he says: I don't know why you care I don't know what's out there I don't know how it's done just take me to your leader, son I see you've got the joy I've seen you live it, boy It's real, it's free, it's fun, so take me to your leaders, son take me to your leader, son They don't know why we care They don't know what's out there They don't know how it's done Let's Take 'Em To Our Leader's Son They see we've got the joy They see us live it, oi It's real, it's free, it's fun, Let's Take 'Em To Our Leader's Son (2x) |
Tuesday the third, I'll call this entry "Mistake" Cheap imitation My life feels like a fake A people person Some days people annoy me I'm growing edgy Wednesday's title:"Avoid Me" Breathe on me Breathe oh Breath of God Breathe on me 'til my heart is new Breathe on me Breathe oh Breath of Life Breathe on me 'til I love like You do Thursday, the fifth I title "Drivers Beware" Tempered-a-mental and I don't really care I gave 'til I bled You laughed when I fainted Don't want to live this life bitter and tainted Breathe on me Breathe oh Breath of God Breathe on me 'til my heart is new Breathe on me Breathe oh Breath of Life Breathe on me 'til I love like You do Breathe on me Breathe oh Breath of God Breathe on me 'til my heart is new Breathe on me Breathe oh Breath of Life Breathe on me 'til I love like You do |
Mom & Dad, I'm fine. How are you? I have joined a small circus (that much is true). I'm a little malnourished, but try to relax. Could you find a better photo for the milk carton backs? Send money. Runaway where's your head? dreamers' dreams are grounded in reality that comes from above God is calling there's no bigger love It's his reality that welcomes us back Trust and obey there is no other way Mom & Dad I'm fair. How's life? Lent the money you sent me to the clown with the knife. My career as an acrobat hasn't begun, but I'm busy giving blood and shoveling elephant dung. Send money. Runaway Why so tense? dreamers' dreams will make sense in reality that comes from above God is calling there's no bigger love It's his reality that welcomes us back Trust and obey there is no other way Runaway blowing smoke your folks are worried (and going broke) after the gall is an all-new episode reality is the high road in reality that comes from above God is calling there's no bigger love It's his reality that welcomes us back Trust and obey there is no other way Runaway where's your head? dreamers' dreams are grounded in reality that comes from above God is calling there's no bigger love It's his reality that welcomes us back Trust and obey there is no other way |
Hold the milk, put back the sugar They are powerless to console WE've gathered here to sprinkle ashes from out late friend's cereal bowl. Breakfast Clubbers, say the motto that he taught us to repeat; "You will lose it in your gym class if you wait 'till noon to eat." Back when the Chess Club said out eggs were soft every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon But before his brain stopped waving, he composed this tune: When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned and captain crunch is waving farewell When the big one finds you may this song remind you that they don't serve breakfast in hell Breakfast clubbers, drop the hankies Though to some our friend was odd, that day he bought those pine pajamas his check was good with God. Those here without the Lord, how do you cope? For this morning we don't mourn like those who have no hope Oh, rise up, Fruit Loop lovers - sing out sweet & low With spoons held high we bid our brother, "Cheerio!" When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned and captain crunch is waving farewell When the big one finds you may this song remind you that they don't serve breakfast in hell When the toast is burned and all the milk has turned and captain crunch is waving farewell When the big one finds you may this song remind you that they don't serve breakfast in hell |
you are waiting on a beach for a healing word to come maybe an apology in a bottle maybe a flare that says, "I'm sorry" and the hurting leaves you numb will you forgive? will you forget? will you live what you know? He left his rights will you leave yours? you don't understand it let it go you are waiting on a beach this is where the east meets west and as another sun sets on your anger the darkness laughs, as the wound destroys and it turns your prayer into noise will you forgive? will you forget? will you live what you know? He left his rights will you leave yours? you won't understand it let it go this bitterness you hide it seeps into your soul and it steals your joy 'til it's all you know let it go will you forgive? will you forget? will you live what you know? He left his rights will you leave yours? you won't understand it let it go will you forgive? will you forget? will you live what you know? beneath the cross you hear His words, "Father, forgive them," and you know you can't understand it let it go Just let it go |
"KICK START" - his overdue life as a star waiting tables hadn't done that so far "SPOTLIGHT" - a dream for many a year the leather jacket, Jimmy's ever ready stage wear sorry I'm not your cup o'tea but I don't mind Yeah, I said I don't mind at least I know you're thinking about me yeah, I don't mind yeah, I said I don't mind "GOOD STUFF, PEOPLE DON'T KKNOW WHEN THEY HEAR!" Mumbled something 'bout "PEARLS IN A PIG'S EAR" "OOLD SCHOOL" thirty two and knowing it all who wants to listen to a single-sided phone call? sorry I'm not your cup o'tea but I don't mind yeah, I said I don't mind at least I know you're thinking about me yeah, I don't mind yeah, I said I don't mind bring it all into perspective the tongue will steer the ship ahoy spark up a flame feel the pain of habanero sauce a word's forever when we speak we set 'em free so watch you mouth and you be careful what you say, Jimmy sorry I'm not your cup o'tea but I don't mind yeah, I said I don't mind at least I know you're thinking about me yeah, I don't mind ahh, maybe I do mind sorry I'm not your cup o'tea but I don't mind Yeah, I said I don't mind at least I know you're thinking about me yeah, I don't mind yeah, I said I don't mind |
For the want of a marker the doctors lost their place For the want of a cut-line they couldn't lift his face For the want of a facelift his ratings dropped Then the sitcom folded then the network flopped after the climb after time turns designs to despair it is good nothing's fair it's all who you know For the want of a cough drop the musher's throat went hoarse For the want of direction the huskies went off course Then the sled got snowbound it took some time to free 'em Now they're on display inside the British Museum after the climb after time turns designs to despair it is good nothing's fair it's all who you know and after the fall after all of our strivings are dust even so good for us it's all who you know For the want of a compass we'd be shuffling charts For the want of good radar we'd be galcier parts For the want of a lighthouse can't you see we'd be lost at sea lost at sea after the climb after time turns designs to despair it is good nothing's fair it's all who you know |
when you got there I was sure you'd come too late we all pay you lip service then address our prayers to fate sister gone she tripped and fell a prodigal hell and do I dare believe you'll reach such a long lost cause wrapped in gauze as good as dead she's breathing... my Lord she's a miracle child I know she's a miracle child and I saw how she'd chosen the grave my Lord it's a miracle save when she woke up we were dumbstuck at the sight like coming out of a coma all she asked for was more light fluttering eyes life from a tomb you flooded her room with a fearsom mercy torn from the devil's grip from the clutches of fear I can hear her dead heart beating my Lord she's a miracle child I know she's a miracle child and I saw how she'd chosen the grave my Lord it's a miracle save we lose hope we mumble our prayers we seal off the stairs and never dare believe your reach can pass through stone can lead a child home can make the dead start blinking she's breathing... my Lord she's a miracle child I know she's a miracle child and I saw how she'd chosen the grave my Lord it's a miracle save |
When you comoe back again would you bring me something from the fridge? Heard a rumor that the end is near but I just got comfortable here sigh. Let's be blunt. I'm a little distracted. What do you want? Headaches and bad faith are all that I've got First I misplaced the ending then I lost the plot. Out among the free-range sheep while the big birds sharpen their claws. For a time we stuck with the shepherd but you wouldn't play Santa Claus. sigh. Let's be blunt. We're a little distracted. What do you want? Once we could follow, now we cannot. You would not fit our image, so we lost the plot. Once we could hear you, now our senses are shot. We've forgotten our first love. We have lost the plot. When I saw you for the first time you were hanging with a thief And I knew my hands were dirty, and I dropped my gaze. Then you said I was forgiven and you welcomed me with laughter I was happy even after. I was counting the days when you'd come back again. we'll be waiting for you When you comin' back again? we'll be ready for you Maybe we'll wake up when.. maybe we'll wake up when you come back again. lies. Let's be blunt. We're a little unfaithful What do you want? Are you still listening? 'Cause we're obviously not We've forgotten our first love We have lost the plot. And why are you still calling? You forgave, we forgot. We're such experts at stalling that we've lost the plot lost the plot When you come back again would you bring me something from the fridge? Heard a rumor that the end is near but I just got comfortable here. |
when all is said and all has come undone when the sun, the moon and stars grow dark before the days of youth are left in vain before the dust reclaims its own again Breathe on me Breathe oh Breathe of God Breathe on me 'til my heart is new Breathe on me Breath oh Breathe of Life Breathe on me 'til I'm resting in You when all is said and all has come undone restore the promise I made when I was young now unto Him who can keep us from falling and present us faultless before His glory Breathe on me Breathe oh Breath of God Breathe on me 'til my heart is new Breathe on me Breathe oh Breathe of Life Breathe on me 'til I'm resting in You Breathe on me Breathe oh Breathe of God Breathe on me 'til my heart is new Breathe on me Breath oh Breathe of Life Breathe on me 'til I'm resting in You |