Today’s Threat Tomorrow’s Promise
it does not change it merely goes ona rearranging of ancestral cona fear and hunger to base it upon i
it does not change it merely goes ona rearranging of ancestral cona fear and hunger to base it upon i
i write, i sing, it’s not entertainmenta little of you, a little of me, a little of what remainsit’s mercy,
schoolit’s public schooland if you want to survive to get out there aliveyou’d best keepwhat makes you sleepwell enough to
sittin’ down with an old guitarand an older memoryplay a tune like my first new carhearing everything i’ve got to
i don’t know what it is keepin’ me from runnin’ from herewish i could say that about everything a normal
dieyou wanna be freeyou wanna be someone you are not supposed to beliveuntil you can seeuntil you can see you
this embarrasses you you wonder how i can tell my self what i should do and i agree with just
look back at a bankrupt life then brave another dayi’ve made more than my share of mistakes, any one would
I wasn’t thinking of any one seriousI wasn’t trying too hard to beYour true love of a man on the
and you want to be with me(but) i don’t knowhow you do not only seehow i go in this heart