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Rains Keep Fallin\' Rains Keep Fallin' I was down on my luck While simply thunderstruck Now, as the sun rises My life, it comprises Of my things in my truck   I've been calling Rains keep fallin' You keep stallin' Never gonna give up You're my back-up   Thought that I could see What you wanted me to be The part of me that wouldn't fit Became the reason for our split Why my things in my truck   I've been calling Rains keep fallin' You keep stallin' Never gonna give up You're my back-up   Never did you see in me As I wanted it to be You didn't try only pretended So now our love has ended The reason my things in my truck   I've been calling Rains keep fallin' You keep stallin' Never gonna give up You're my back-up

  On My Knees I've been trying to do right, Struggling with sin all my life. I'll get down on my knees, Dear Lord want you hear my pleas. Let my promise You atone, All past mistakes of one's own. Lord pardon me, or strike me if you please, I cannot be much lower than my knees. Struggling with tears could this sorrow ease, Afterwords such as these. A word with God in the early morning breeze, Asked the Lord above for mercy, Save me if you please. I surrender my will, I'm on my knees, Just save me please, please.

  A Broken World What is the about this world, As the demonstrator's flag becomes unfurled. While nervously watching people pass on by, Nobody stops to ask me why. Crowds gathered began to cause an uproar, Smelling the smoke from a burnt-out store. Suddenly I am gasping desperately for some air. On every crowded street, people began to stare. I got shoved and pushed around, All I could hear was a screamin' sound. The air burns and I'm tryin' to think straight, And I don't know how much longer I can wait. I twist my head and look around, I see the change in this here town. I feel tightness as the people press against me, They're trying to bust out and gettin' free. While some are looting, robbing or stealing, Seems they're void of any feeling.

Walking to that place  Where time stood still and people were asking for His Grace  Her brown eyes shedding a tear  The Man she has loved will soon no longer be here   Looking down on her, she bows to Him  Her facial expressions growing sad and dim  She cries out to the LORD For she has been favored most adored  The angels bring her gladness  His death will not be the thing remembered last  His second coming is remembered by all  From Mary Magdalene to Paul  The lady is the Queen Mother  Her son Jesus Christ is Our Brother  Mary the Mother of God  You have walked were heavenly angels have trod 

  Kindness with emotions to recall a beggar of its memories passing the night in feverish expectation beneath its shadows not yet awaken it cannot be known by reason it cannot be recognized by rationale it cannot be thought, caught chosen by only the few or sought by understanding it can be seen as love by the loving will of your heart it can only be given