cainecrawford
04-21-2003, 10:22 AM
Presidential Recovery
Silence from the breeze taking me to my knees.
Rapture in the hark of my please.
Echoing out to the home of the freed.
Deep in the cave where you claim your grave.
Dirt is gathering upon your shallow brave.
How high will your flag fly today.
When the ram parts tear away your happy grey.
Nothing in the hope of our prays?
While someone else steals our colored rays.
A lie, a cheat, and a honouring day.
Presidential recovery.
A season for the comforting.
Echoing in the home of the freed.
The whispering reads.
Silence from the breeze takes me to my knees.
Nothing in the hope of our prays?
Rapture in the hark of my please.
A lie, a cheat, and a honouring day.
Hoping for my recovery?
In a land where the children play.
13 strips and a colony to fall.
Swings the wrecking ball.
When the ram parts tear away your happy grey.
Will you find a nation in the box.
Another blanket with small pox?
A season for the comforting.
A lie, a cheat, and a honouring day.
Echoing out to the home of the freed.
Silence from the breeze taking me to my knees.
Rapture in the hark of my please.
Echoing out to the home of the freed.
Deep in the cave where you claim your grave.
Dirt is gathering upon your shallow brave.
How high will your flag fly today.
When the ram parts tear away your happy grey.
Nothing in the hope of our prays?
While someone else steals our colored rays.
A lie, a cheat, and a honouring day.
Presidential recovery.
A season for the comforting.
Echoing in the home of the freed.
The whispering reads.
Silence from the breeze takes me to my knees.
Nothing in the hope of our prays?
Rapture in the hark of my please.
A lie, a cheat, and a honouring day.
Hoping for my recovery?
In a land where the children play.
13 strips and a colony to fall.
Swings the wrecking ball.
When the ram parts tear away your happy grey.
Will you find a nation in the box.
Another blanket with small pox?
A season for the comforting.
A lie, a cheat, and a honouring day.
Echoing out to the home of the freed.