Right now if i was a fortune teller i could see beyond the stars the cards would have a picture with your face on it. I see signs, everything leads to
Right now if I was a fortune teller I could see beyond the stars The cards would have a picture, with your face on it I see signs everything leads to
Come on, y'all Then I saw her face, ha ha Now I'm a believer Listen, not a trace Of doubt in my mind I'm in love (Ooh ahh yeah) I'm a believer I couldn
I hear the clock, I hear the rain I'm all alone Why am I here and you are there I miss you so I wish that you were here with me I need to be the air
You were both believers from the time you met But time has a way of making believers forget Now words are worthless and tears can't bring you 'round Nothing
There are some roads you must walk yourself, Just you and your own Faith: nothing else. And on those dark days you're bound to go through, Here's something
You can point and laugh I'm sure he's used to that Using faith like an acrobat 'til the net breaks He won't get upset That though we've never met I know
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters / D. Mann] Possibility cannot Account for actuality Whatever can come to be Is caused in order to be Nothing cannot
How long, will you, simple ones, love your, simple ways And continue to reject the calling of wisdom? Fools mock, at making, amends, for sin You fools
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft] Living a lie, waiting to die Drowning your soul in sin Moral decay, you will pay Injecting the venom within
Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna in die illa tremenda Quendo coeli movendi sunt et terra Dum veneris judicare saeculum per ignem (Deliver me, Lord
Beneath the sun, all deeds done, meaningless are they Labor in vain, tormenting pain, incessant toil Chasing the wind, grasping (for) what's been, wearisome
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters / D. Mann] Reason argues the existence of God If the incarnate was crucified The dialectical paradox concludes That
[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H. Kraft] What good would result for a man By gaining the world but losing his soul? Love not the world Or the wrath
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters] I feel fine now, the past is gone The book reads my name, I've been issued a new life Stupidity flows, the more
Like a song I hope to sing I sing it for you Like the words I have to bring I bring it for you And in leather, lace, and chains We stake our claim Revolution
Dreamers, enticed to turn away Kneeling, to gods born from clay Praying, to images carved to stone Bowing, though sins are not atoned Hearing, only silence
[K. Bachman / J. Daub / J. Winters] Living proof of what can be Escaping from life's tragedy Learning through another's mind To catch a glimpse beyond