Lyrics:
Still in Brooklyn
Lullabies chime crooked
For the harrowed and the shook-en
Back to dose me
Back to hold the high closely
For the sparrows
the getting by
That gets right underneath you
Swallows up your every step boy, if it could
But maybe it's the stuff it takes to get up in the morning
Put
And in my questions You quiet my heart
When doubts and fear surround me
Your awesome power reminds me
That You are God and I am not
You are God and I am
You
And in my questions, You quiet my heart
When doubts and fears surround me
Your awesome pow'r reminds me
You are God, and I am not
You are God, and I
a red rose unkissed by the dew
Then you've seen a picture of me without you
Can you picture Heaven with no angels singing
Or a quiet Sunday morning
with nothing to do
Lots of time to spend with you
On Sunday morning
It's so quiet in the street
We can hear the sound of feet walking by
I'll put
with you
On Sunday morning
It's so quiet in the street
We can hear the sound of feet walking by
I'll put coffee on to brew
We can have a cup
along like hell, bitch
Had me in the flirting, but lost me in the morning
Roses are red, but the violets are violet
She's messing with my head, I'm
'long like hell, bitch
Had me in the flirting, but lost me in the morning
Roses are red, but the violets are violet
She messing with my head, I'm on that
Upon a darkened night the flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright I fled my house while all in quiet rest
Shrouded by
her hand inside of his
A flatline, no sign insisting wrist
How much worse could the world that we live in be?
Lying quiet and still, complexion
of the morning scene continues
Steely and Shoobie continue walking
As if in a
Dream no birds, no other people, no sounds
Of cars you see cars though
And you can
I'll do anything to make you want me more
You know I'll always want you more
Quiet in silence
I'm waiting in morning dew
Time took us back into fall
On me
It's 2AM in the morning
Are you really going
It's early in the morning
Stay a little longer
I just really need your loving
Your loving
Aye
the rhyme while converting it to play, re-created from the minds that pursue it everyday, from the morning that we rise, to the bills that we pay, were in it
By some crazy maniac
This morning I jumped straight up
cnd called Missing Persons Bureau
I lost my love
Missing Persons Bureau
I lost my love
Missing
with you
On Sunday morning
It's so quiet in the street
We can hear the sound of feet walking by
I'll put coffee on to brew
We can have a cup
In the quiet morning
There was much despair
And in the hours that followed
No one could repair
That poor girl
Tossed by the tides
are planted, standing strong, and I'm a cherry oak tree
But keep quiet as kept, cuz I'am very low-key!
Never rode a BMX, wearing a pair of Oakleys
it again
That's the dance now
It's getting darker outside
These insomnia nights
So call me in the morning when the light wakes up
Let me know
Evening, It's the dark of night
That brings moments of quiet
Reflect on lessons learned in retrospect
There's more to tell
Oh Morning, As the hand still
through like a child in the dark
When the nakedness comes
I am shocked by the colour the glorious weight of your skin
Comes alive
And I never thought
'fore the C.O. in the corner jump in
Frontin', late nights reminiscin'
Everybody's quiet, I think somethin's in the air
Prepare for the riot, it's
scotch, fill my cup
Give me a taste
Strawberry pussy up in my face
Don't need no clue
You know my state
Come by, sit with me call it a day, yea
Are you
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