up from the fields out pickin' cotton In a hard land where the ground was poor and the wood was rotten But when he saw her all those bad times were forgotten
holiday Holiday Now granny she?s yelling She?s ready to eat She?s havin? conniptions ?Cause they won?t take their seats But she?s got ?em all gathered
In to the arms of the unknown In to the places we never go By walking through deep snow down forgotten roads Been chasin' a light that comes and goes
, rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause They've long ago forgotten
the Sign of the Southern Cross It's the Sign of the Southern Cross, all right! Sail away today, oh From the book the word is spoken Whispers from forgotten sound Gather
middle of the night, oh We celebrate the lives of the dead It's like a man's best party, only happens when he dies We gather 'round to pay our respects
darkness Now you live in a filing cabinet You're another painful smiling face What you had doesn't even have the grace To be forgotten without a trace
go I know your mother is a good one But Poppy don't go I'll take you home Show me the things I've been missin' Show me the ways I forgot to be speaking
existence somehow So I said, you don't accomplish nothing sitting in the street And I'm sure you barely survive on the pennies you gather He said, to
, the rappin' Mandingo A mega producer, more drunk than Ringo 'A Star Is Born', Erick Streisand, the E, I'm nice man A rock star, I use a mic stand So everybody gather
I want out But there's not a chance in hell Time to admit it, a man's gotta live it Going through the motions I've hit the bottom, lost and forgotten
Everyone gather 'round now, sing us a song Just in case by tomorrow it happens he is gone For two weeks and seven days, our fair foreign friend I have
rage. Brave warriors clashing with power of the blade. In an age where iron reigns. Longships now sail at night, ancient stars be our guide. Our swords are gathered
than you have no money in your hand we're so dope, dive and steal, anything but payed for real damn you folks, if you wouldn't choked when you forgot
And you sound as horrible as me And I don't mind if you're unkind You're reminding me of me As the bicycle race gathers speed, gathers pace And you
Gather 'round me people A story I will tell About a brave young Indian lad You should remember well From a tribe of Pima Indians A proud and peaceful
you The file on you complete Except what we forgot to do A thousand kisses deep And sometimes when the night is slow The wretched and the meek We gather
tall, bare arms scratch the sky Dry leaves cracking beneath our feet Hand in hand we've watched the autumn fires burn Summer's dreams collapsing, chestnuts in need of gathering
