Lord? Can I be close to You? Yeah Can I just touch You Lord? You reveal Yourself to me You reveal Yourself to me You reveal Yourself to me Come reveal, reveal, reveal
was wrong, you were never gone When you fell, you fell on me Can I be close to you- yeah Can I just touch you Lord You reveal yourself to me You reveal
the suckling In everyt'ing, in every way, I say, yeah! (We'll be forever loving Jah) We'll be forever! (We'll be forever loving Jah) 'Cause just like a tree planted - planted by
missing, won't you Tell me - 'cause you know I'm gonna listen Tantalize me with the fruit of your tree Tempt me Tempt me Each time you smile as you walk on by
I saw a flicker in the fake fireplace Blinked again but there was nothing to see I've been leaving all the windows unlocked With a basket by the oak tree
C His jacket was tied to a near by tree His jeans had dye in them and an usual tattoo Was the only hope to identifying them The autopsies revealed gun
skills apply Rebels in field, fire in hell and sky The deal, the fear of dyin' is real Suck it up, never once to be revealed again Mess around, discourage
warrior skills apply representin the field Fire in hell the sky's the deal the fear of dyin is real suck it up never wants to be revealed again mess
a fresh manifestation of an old phenomenon The breeze whips through the trees The rustling leaves and branches bend together They?re cued to sway Forever by
, Li Li, Li Li Li I know you won't believe me But I am humbled by thee You've overtaken No matter what they say Me I'm like a winter tree Brittle
it's hard to believe In what you cannot see Can you catch the wind? (Catch the wind?) See a breeze? (See a breeze?) Its presence is revealed by the leaves on a tree
a cancer growth is removed by skill Let it be revealed A waterfall, his madrigal, an inland sea, his symphony Undinal songs, urge the sailors on Till lured by
you won't find me there You won't find me where you hide, baby And that makes us a matter of time Like trees exposed by fall, baby Time reveals it all
man) And if you ever need assistance just take my hand Black man be prepared cause here comes the Klan Now my great great Grand, was hung on a tree By
can see it in design That we could be just fine Let history reveal the truths we need to find But the memories are long gone Forgot and choosen by the
blood stained streets where sisters mourn and wail Big brothers been slain from hails of gun fire It lightly begins to rain screams of terror Are hidden by
the furnace So our hides are like oak tree stumps Tonight beg before me and I?ll heed your appeal With your final words be grateful you die by Irish