Jesus Christ the Apple Tree The tree of life my soul hath seen Laden with fruit and always green The tree of life my soul hath seen Laden with fruit and
You mentioned La Pieta The dotted line The holy flapping dress White legs carving darkness And you traced your thoughts on the tablecloth As you were
She's like the swallow that flies so high She's like the river that never runs dry She's like the sunshine on the lee shore I love my love and love is
Neighbor, what has you so excited? Do tell me please Haven't you heard a child is born that all want to see? Son of a pure and modest virgin, Mary's her
Flashes of warmth Golden summers Sparkling winters Walking with daddy on Sundays Hand in hand, heart in heart Hand in hand, heart in heart Lift me up
she didn't get him he didn't really get her either they got together not the stuff of movies let me be your Main Man let me be your Cowboy let me do
Sing o the wild wood, the green holly The silent river and barren tree The humble creatures that no man sees Sing O the wild wood A weary journey one
Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home I looked over Jordan and what did I see? Comin
Begat Begat, Begat Begat Begat Begat, Begat Begat Begat Begat, Begat Begat Oh, everyone is sayin' the same thing Oh, everyone is sayin' the same thing
These are songs both nasty and delicious. Speeches as facts and speeches as wishes. About closing up the gap between What we say and what we mean And
I want you to love the things you love and even more Follow me, follow me less gives less and more gives more Is your love sweeter now than it was before
Waitress Waitress Waitress I have to clear your table So I wipe it, it's right to keep it clean So I clean, yes, I clean Do you clean? Yes, I clean it
Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Domenica, Mary Angelica Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus
La jalouse I said no La jalouse I told you to go You trick me with all your lies Trick me 'til I'm on your side Drag me into your stinking pit Jalouse
Maybe it was to learn how to love Maybe it was to learn how to leave Maybe it was for the games we played Maybe it was to learn how to choose Maybe it
We walk the narrow path Beneath the smoking skies Sometimes you can barely tell the difference Between darkness and light Do we have faith In what we
Someone's mother falls to the sidewalk On the next street someone looks up In the cathedral a burst of laughter In another city the pigeons fly up and
