Anthony Stewart Head lyrics
Anthony Stewart Head lyrics
"One Mans Rain Lyrics"
Ancient Of Days Lyrics
Verse1: Blessing and Honour, Glory and Power Be unto the Ancient of Days. From every nati
Verse1: Blessing and Honour, Glory and Power Be unto the Ancient of Days. From every nati
I saw a man sitting on a hillside
Watching the soil bake dry
Looking across at the rain cloud forming
In another mans sky
As the sun beats down, relentless
On his crops, withered and dying
While the raindrops fall on the other mans land
One mans rain
The same desert, the same God
Thanks to Timothy@Wilcox.org for correcting these lyrics. (Graeme Edge) Breathe deep the gathering gloom, Watch lights fade from
Why is one man blessed with plenty
While the others left to scratch in the dirt?
One mans rain, means another mans famine
One mans sky is another mans earth
One mans riches leave another man poorer
One mans temple mocks another mans faith
One mans rain and anothers l
Put I On Lyrics
*shit man. I don't know what the fuck we just listen to, but that was some bullshit. Luckely I got the new Paperboys tape. You know what this is? I
nd is barren *shit man. I don't know what the fuck we just listen to, but that was some bullshit. Luckely I got the new Paperboys tape. You know what this is? I
One mans gain leaves another without
One mans palace and anothers left homeless
One mans faith is another mans doubt
Whats wrong with killing something for pleasure
If its always been that way?
Whats wrong with killing the trees that help us breathe
Or tearing the sky?
For every a
Don't Let Me Down Lyrics
I've been thinking about it lately, tired of being at home Waiting as I watch the world go by Are you thinking about me to boy or am I all alone
ction there's a reactionI've been thinking about it lately, tired of being at home Waiting as I watch the world go by Are you thinking about me to boy or am I all alone
And on this planet, withered and dying
One of us plunders the earths resources and the rest suffer
One mans rain
We share the same oceans, the same dying world
And the notion of supply and demand
Balance in all things, natures promise
Well be left scratching in the dirt