The lights are low And the jukebox is loud As we make the rounds Among the wild, unruly crowd One Honky tonk to another, where old friends meet Got me
Just like a bird that sings up the sun In a dawn so very dark Such is my faith for you Such is my faith All the world's darkness Can't swallow up a single
I don't have a gold mine in Alaska and this won't be the year I fly to Rome I don't have oilwells in Oklahoma oh but I have a kingdom I call home I don
Just like a bird that sings up the sun In a dawn so very dark Such is my faith for you Such is my faith And all the world's darkness can't swallow up
This is the reign after the war Running forever under the storm This was the great kingdom come This was the reign for us Running away forever we'll fight
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(March -92) I en moerk skog med kalde tjern Et sted hvor Herren av verdens ild ikke rekker I det moerkeste i den store av natten - av tid Og de samlet
To take me away I'm watching my kingdom crumble and fall You're building your kingdom over all And I'm cursing my wisdom while the angels I call To
Well this is one place where Your gods can't dwell It's like walking in To the mouth of hell Sweating our dignities out on the subway At the beginning
A gleaming fascination, burning deep inside When it comes into my mind The crown's my destination, a doubtful paradise Oh, they forced my sacrifice Holiest
machine that needs some fixin' In a little cafe just around the bend Chorus: I am calling you Can't you hear me? I am calling you A hot dry wind blows
And if you call my name Make it clear And if you call my name Make it plain And if you call my name Make it evident I wouldn't miss it I wouldn't miss
Call me if you need my love Call me if you need my love Call me if you need my love Call me if you need my love Call me if you need my love Call me if
We gonna Tear it up Stir it up Break it up - Baby - You gotta Tear it up Shake it up Make it up - as you go along. Tear it up Square it up Wake it up
Well this is one place where Your gods can't dwell It's like walking in To the mouth of hell Sweating our dignities out on the subway At the
[March -92] I en moerk skog med kalde tjern Et sted hvor Herren av verdens ild ikke rekker I det moerkeste i den store av natten - av tid Og de samlet