Lyrics:
see your face so clearly
I hope again
Im swept away by your amazing grace
Im looking forward to the better place
Im falling in deep
Nothing you can't
Vortex singularity
A cosmic anomaly
Outcast by the dark
Branded by the mark
A portal to the void
A swirling maw of doom
Drawing souls into its grasp
Christmas time is here
Families drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
Such spirit through the year
Sleigh bells in the air
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by
Christmas time is here
Families drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
Such spirit through the year
Sleigh bells in the air
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by
maybe you're done and boutta go
Maybe I'm hanging by a thread and maybe I don't want you to know
You tell me there's a line you're drawing in the sand
I'm
the library, there are no rules
Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
I fell in love in the library once upon a time
I was the pirate and she was
bones
Drawing back his blade, ignoring screams and groans
All you are to him in livestock in the yard
Butchered and prepared, all your delicious parts
can lock you away
You can walk or you can choose to remain
Everyday can pass you by
While you were holding the key
This is how it turns
This is
can lock you away
You can walk or you can choose to remain
Everyday can pass you by
While you were holding the key
This is how it turns
This is
by the weather
Sun on skin
Open mouthed at the sea view
Ee ay ay ee ay ay
Ee ay ay ee ay ay
Every day is drawer
Where I store
My unfinished drawings
Sinking deep in mercy's sea
I'm wide awake, drawing close
Stirred by grace and all my heart is Yours
All fear removed, I breathe You in
I lean into Your
business
Grab by the neck
And I'm spitting on him
Chambered the mac
I be gripping on it
Make him deep throat this big black
With his eyes going back
You can
of the floor
And inch or two but nothing more
It's a crutch you want not what you got
You're falling all over the looks you bought
The best are brought down by
I'll be the wind in your leaves
The warmth of the sun
I'm always drawing your colours
I'm always tracing your footsteps
It's a hard world it's
By the mansion on the hillside
Red sports car comes driving down the road
And pulls up into the driveway
And a story does unfold
She's standing
rights
The Ash-ites will add you
To the un-American list
Along with Allen and Milton and Dwight
Social Security's a Bolshevik plot
Cooked up by some
I'M DRAWING LINES
I'M DRAWING LINES ON PAPER
THEY START TO LOOK LIKE SMOKE
I SEE THEM TURN TO VAPOR
THEY CURL RIGHT OFF PAGE
AND SEEP INTO MY MIND
clearly, only myself left to blame
People drawing near me,
Like a moth pulled by the flame
Now I feel like a man who has lost his way
Nothing is real
burned by lovers, maybe you've been scarred by the pain
But baby, I'm not like the others, drawing moths to a flame
Spite is like a spark, crackling in
Beauty everywhere
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Christmas time is here
We'll be drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
Such
everywhere
Yuletide by the fireside
And joyful memories there
Christmas time is here
We'll be drawing near
Oh, that we could always see
Such spirit
don't want to see
I can feel the hopeless faith and It Is drawing me insane and
The day a make a promise as to break by the tomorrow
[Chorus:]
We
I've seen visions awakening
Drawing timeless life to an end
I've felt forces pulling me
And I have rejoiced in them
I've heard voices
and beast to save
Water drawing nigh
He built the vessel high
To keep his family dry
He lived and loved the Lord by faith
One, two, three, four, five
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