I hope now you believe
(with some adaption..):
You could never see your perfect rainbow
Avalanche buried you deep in the snow
Murky smoke stack made you fall
Cold ambition written on your wall
You got mixed up and fell down
You got mixed up
As years roll by
And You don't know where our savior lives
And You don't know where my savior is
Building up, building down
As tears roll by
Gotta keep your spirit out of trouble
Keep yourself out of trouble
But the hands of need are calling
you feel mortality
Tumble down, tumble down
As years roll by
They were building a building like forever
Heads buried deep inside a fever
The spirit cried out from the ground
Sweet, sweet maternal sounds
Tumble, tumble, tumble down tumble to the ground
As fears roll by
As tears roll by,
as tears roll by,
as tears roll by,
as tears
roll by
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[:D] -- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb <no_reply@...>
wrote:
>
> Still amazed that Nabby had not only heard of Daniel,
> but that He had not written him off a hillbilly :-),
> I pass along a nice clip I found on YouTube after
> looking up the earlier clip I posted. This one is a
> sweet instrumental, and it appeals to me because the
> visuals are taken from the film "In Bruges," and
> they are not that dissimilar to what Dutch towns
> near me look like. Having these kinds of towns to
> walk around in changes "Let's go out and take a walk
> around town" from an ordinary invitation into an
> extraordinary one.
>
> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rFRpuN7TBbk
>
