Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn Army fatigued then fatigue the enemies Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up Moms crouched up over the casket
It's been a long and winding journey But I'm finally here tonight Picking up the pieces And walking back into the light Until the sun set of your glory
The rope that's wrapped around me Is cutting through my skin And the doubts that have surrounded me Are finding their way in I keep it close to me, like
Sometimes I feel like an innocent one To deserve this fate what have I ever done? I know that I made all the rules But time can even change the hopeless
A pilgrim on a pilgrimage Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge His sneakers torn in the hour When the homeless move their cardboard blankets And the new
Angels, answer me, are you near if rain should fall? Am I to believe you will rise to calm the storm? For so great
And this is the last time That I'm ever gonna come here tonight And this is the last time I will fall Into a place that fails us all inside Well I can
''Been leaning for A minute know I spit It can't come up in the booth it's too explicit now if I wrote It Or written I will still get It people should
Wake me if you're out there Through the glass in my bedroom window In the bushes far below I thought I saw an unfamiliar shadow Among the ones I so clearly
I sit and wait Does an angel Contemplate my fate? Do they know The places where we go When we're gray and old 'Cause I've been told That salvation Lets
Call it a day When night becomes our mad escape Forgetting the things you mean to say When all the right words come too late And everything falls out
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains, And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains. Gloria, in excelsis Deo! Gloria
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria In excelsis deo Gloria In
Angels we have on heard high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis Deo Gloria in
Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyful strains Gloria, in excelsis Deo Gloria,
Me and some of the boys were sitting around the other night Started talking about politics, religion, love and life And what a shame it was about 9/11
Randy Travis Angels we have on heard high Sweetly singing ore the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis