As we gather round this table. We remember and proclaim. Christ has died, Christ is risen. Christ will come again. There's nothing to fear and everything to gain.
You are not alone. I will always be with you. Even to the end. . So you don't have to work so hard. You can rest easy. You don't have to prove yourself.
And when the winter is over. The flowers climb through the snow. The willows weep and the clover bloom. Then all at once you hear a song. That's stronger than the noise.
I can see the storm descending on the hill tonight. Tall trees are bending to your will tonight. Let the mighty bow down. At the thundering sound of your voice.
I think of tears, I think of rain on shingles. I think of rain, I think of roses blue. I think of Rose, my heart begins to tremble. To see the place she's lately gotten to.
I met a friend of spirit. He drank and womanized. And I sat before his sanity. I was holding back from crying. He saw my complications. And he mirrored me back simplified.
It's coming on Christmas, they're cutting down trees. They're putting up reindeer and singing songs of joy and peace. Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I met a friend of spirit. He drank and womanized. And I sat before his sanity. I was holding back from crying. He saw my complications. And he mirrored me back simplified.
I slept last night in a good hotel. I went shopping today for jewels. The wind rushed around in the dirty town. And the children let out from the schools.
Ray's Dad's Cadillac. Rollin' past the rink. Past the record shack. Pink fins in the falling rain. Rollin'. To the blue lights past the water mains. .
He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel. He was drinking for diversion, he was thinking for himself. A little money riding on the Maple Leafs.
It was a rainy night. We took a taxi to your mother's home. She went to Florida and left you. With your father's gun, alone. Upon her small white bed.
La huasteca esta de luto. se murio su huapanguero. Ya no se oye aquel falsete. que es el alma del trovero.. . Rogaciano se llamaba,. Rogaciano el huapanguero..
She keeps reminding me. That you're still gone. And I'm still lonely. She keeps reminding me. How good it was. When we were crazy. . Wine, she's spitting out the wine.
She keeps reminding me. That you're still gone. And I'm still lonely. . He keeps reminding me. How good it was. When we were crazy. . Wine, she's spitting out the wine.
Rain like tears from a star. Tomorrow i'll be gone. I know it deep in my soul. I know that soon I'll be gone. . Wish you could hear me calling. Calling you through the rain.
0, my Luve's like a red, red rose,. That's newly sprung in June.. 0, my Luve's like a melodie. That's sweetly play'd in tune.. As fair as thou, my bonnie lass,.
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(Prologue:). By the winter of 1350. It swept the land in an uncontrolled outburst. Famine, cold and pestilential misery. Surely this must be a divine damnation.
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