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Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can t pull the weight, because it s heavy as sin,
And they can t see the trouble were in. That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again,
So hang on with all your might.
That hard stabbing pain,
Will always feel the same,
There s nothing you can do to fight.

Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can t pull the weight, because it s heavy as sin,
And they can t see the trouble were in.

That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again,
So hang on with all your might.
That hard stabbing pain,
Will always feel the same,
There s nothing you can do to fight.

You are the Shepherd
Giving what I could not afford
Leaving the many
You sought to find me Lord

I will remember
You are the reason for my song
Blessed Redeemer
You love me as Your own

In the deep of Your grace
All my sins are washed away
Here I know the power of forgiveness
Here I know the power...

[Ella]
Autumn in New York
Why does it seem so inviting
Autumn in New York
It spells the thrill of first-nighting

glittering crowds and shimmering clouds
In canyons of steel
They re making me feel - I m home

It...

She stares at the screen
At the little words of green
Tries to remember what to do next
There s a trace of frustration
That across her face
Searching for the key she should press
And I would help her
If I only know how
But these things are a...

You re staring at the sky again,
looking hard but you can t see what s there.
You re closer to the end it seems,
will you get to where you dream,
we ll see.

You freaked out
when you began your talk bout how we re on our own from...

See the rainbow by that grove of trees?
Has it not appeared quite suddenly?
Look there, up in the sky
Can you still pretend to deny
It s a little bit strange
How the stars rearrange
Everytime we wander here
It s always...