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 - [: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 >