See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile Once he had a future full of money, love and dreams
Hey there gypsy, walk without a sound See those people try to put you down She's got wisdom inside her hand For no good reason ever could be found With
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1, 2, 3, 4 I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys This ain't never been
["Through a slow and painfull awakening"] ...They met on the captain's dining platform. Seven pilgrims with different stories, But neverless with equal
The pilgrim is looking for a hidden place When he's hungry and thirsty When he longs to wash dust from his legs He wanders to mountains' foot Day
A pilgrim at the gray of dawn Leaving in the mist of morning On his journey of goodness Heaven sent, God blessed Pilgrim laughing at the world Spreading
From the womb, to the tomb An eternal struggle for the holy truth We are not the first, nor shall we be the last We shall be followed by thousands more
It was christmas eve, I was standin' in the parking lot Of "fabulous girls, nude - nude - nude" In the car next to me there was a young lady
Pilgrim awake dare for your sake
I am just a pilgrim on this road, boys This ain't never been my home Sometimes the road was rocky ?long the way, boys But I was never travelin' alone
And how do I choose and where do I draw the line Between truth and necessary pain? And how do I know and where do I get my belief That things will be
If you see them father Please tell them I?m a poor mourning pilgrim Bound for Canaan land Well, I weep and I moan And I move slowly on I?m a poor mourning
A cold and wet November dawn And there are no barking sparrows Just emptiness to dwell upon. I fell into a winter slide And ended up the kind of
Am I young enough to believe in revolution Am I strong enough to get down on my knees and pray Am I high enough on the chain of evolution To respect myself
SISTER CHANTELLE Ladies and gentlemen, we open tomorrow night And this dance is a mess! Lucas, those steps are all wrong! What's wrong with you? LUCAS
I am a lonesome pilgrim, far from home And what a journey I have known I might be tired and weary, but I am strong 'Cause pilgrims walk, but not alone
[Music: D.Gildenlow] 'In fire, we can see our past and our coming. For, as with us and our time, these flames are solely born through the complete and