Letras:
Good Life The Empty Bed

your teeth Gnashing at the bit of this emptiness You can't swallow down It echoes in your mouth The words keep bounding out Up a little late, aren't you? You let an empty bed

nights By starlight I rock to sleep my dearest ones Under the cold sky I lull to rest my darlings Good to ie in a bed of cloudberry flowers Soft to dream

rows) sporting canvas frills. With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention, while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen. Saying -- how's your granny and good

trunk Nobody ever to them heaven was spotless and we all dirty That's why we need a Holy God to wash us [Chorus:] I did it for you I opened up my life and shared my life

Life lines and suicide crimes- he found me in a state. Grabbed my purse and hitched a Ride with a Mrs. Jesus, "How you been?" I've been cruisin' a good

their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision

s lives, but I can't thrive off spirit and scripture The picture grew clearer; I made the move to rear her in a life wanting for nothing so I got into

the wind and flung good seeds away The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come

t wanna talk about it I don't wanna talk about it [Verse 1:] Feel like as if today, I'm on a whole different level This time the inside of me is empty