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You don't understand
this is not what you think it is
You don't get it, man
you want to boil it down to show biz
Your in-depth research shows:
drop the God, emphasize the beat
I've heard that positive pop you dig--
I'd rather be buried in wet concrete
Take back your free advice
I don't accept
I will not play those games
God is not a secret to be kept
God is not a secret to be kept

You don't understand
I'm not talking multiple choice
You don't get it, man
if the cross offends you, find another voice
I am not running for office here
I won't keep it purposefully vague
I've heard New Age Life-force trip
I'd rather be dipped in bubonic plague

Take back your free advice
I don't accept
I will not play those games
God is not a secret to be kept
God is not a secret to be kept

If we keep silent
If we mass defect
These very rocks will scream
God is not a secret to be kept
God is not a secret to be kept

And would I wash my hands again?
Would I deny my savior when
he hung inside the public square?
Did not my silence put him there?

Isabelle is a belly dancer
with a kleptomaniac's restraint
tried stealing Helena's hand basket,
made a fast getaway,
but McQueen she ain't
at the courtroom Joshua judges her
ruthlessly on account of Ruth walking
out on him

in the Big House Isabelle is a-telling all
to the chaplain who's become her friend


she says: I don't know why you care
I don't know what's out there
I don't know where or how
just take me to your leader now
take me to your leader now

Justin is adjustin' to the odor from
Theodore's Evergreen Incense
but aroma therapy don't make him any
younger than Oliver's All Liver Supplements

his late mate Merrilee merrily said
immortality can't be bought in a jar
this just in: Justin's had enough of cure-
alls, gonna quiz the neighbor kid with the
fish on his car

he says: I don't know why you care
I don't know what's out there
I don't know how it's done
just take me to your leader, son

I see you've got the joy
I've seen you live it, boy
It's real, it's free, it's fun,
so take me to your leader , son


They don't know why we care
They don't know what's out there
They don't know how it's done
Let's Take `Em To Our Leader's Son

They see we've got the joy
They see us live it, oi
it's real, it's free, it's fun,
Let's Take `Em To Our Leader's Son

Tuesday the third,
I'll call this entry "Mistake"
Cheap imitation
My life feels like a fake
A people person somdays people annoy me
I'm growin edgy
Wednesday's title "Avoid Me

Chorus:
Breathe on me
Breathe oh breath of God
Breathe on me
'til my heart is new
Breathe on me
Breathe oh breath of life
Breathe on me
'til I love like you do

Thursday the fifth
I title "Drivers Beware"
Tempered-a-mental
And I don't really care
I gave til I bled
You laughed when I fainted
Don't want to live this life
Bitter and tainted

Chorus

Mom and Dad,
I'm fine, how are you?
I have joined a small circus,
that much is true.

I'm a litte malnourished,
but try to relax,
could you find a better photo for the milk carton backs?
Send money...

Run away
Where's your head?
Dreamer's dreams
are grounded!

(chorus 1)
In reality that comes from above,
God is calling,
there's no bigger love,
it's his reality that welcomes us back,
trust and obey,
there is no other way...

Mom and Dad,
I'm fair, how's life?
Lent the money you sent me to a clown with a knife,
my career as an acrobat hasn't begun,
but I'm busy giving blood and shoveling elephant dung.
Send Money...

Run away
why so tense?
Dreamer's dreams
will make sense...

(chorus 1)

Run Away!!
Blowing smoke,
Your folks are worried
and going broke
after the fall,
is a whole new episode,
Reality is a high road

(chorus 2)
In the Reality that comes from above,
God is calling,
there's no bigger love
his reality will welcome us back,
trust and obey, there is no other way!
x 3

In the reality that comes from above,
God is calling.

Hold the milk, put back the sugar
They are powerless to console
We've gathered here to sprinkle ashes
from our late friend's cereal bowl.
Breakfast Clubbers, say the motto
that he taught us to repeat:
"You will lose it in your gym class
if you wait `til noon to eat."

Back when the Chess Club said our eggs were soft
every Monday he'd say grace and hold our juice aloft
Oh, none of us knew his checkout time would come so soon
But before his brain stopped waving, he composed this tune:

Chorus
WHEN THE TOAST IS BURNED
AND ALL THE MILK HAS TURNED
AND CAPTAIN CRUNCH IS WAVING FAREWELL
WHEN THE BIG ONE FINDS YOU
MAY THIS SONG REMIND YOU
THAT THEY DON'T SERVE BREAKFAST IN HELL

Breakfast clubbers, drop the hankies.
Though to some our friend was odd,
that day he bought those pine pajamas
his check was good with God.

Those here without the Lord,
how do you cope?
For this morning we don't mourn
like those who have no hope

Oh, rise up, Fruit Loop lovers -
sing out sweet & low
With spoons held high
we bid our brother, "Cheerio!"

- Chorus -

You are waiting on a beach
For a healing word to come
Maybe an apology in a bottle
Maybe a flare that says I'm sorry
and the hurting leaves you numb

will you forgive?
will you forget?
will you live what you know?
He left his rights
will you leave yours?
you don't understand it
let it go

You are waiting on a beach
This is where the east meets west
And as another sun sets on your anger
The darkness laughs as the wound destroys
and it turns your prayers to noise

Will you forgive?
Wil you forget?
will you live what you know?
He left his rights
will you leave yours?
you won't understand it
let it go

This bitterness you hide
it seeps into your soul
and it steals your joy
til it's all you know
let it go

Will you forgive?
will you forget?
will you live what you know?
he left his rights
will you leave yours?
you won't understand it
let it go

Will you forgive?
will you forget?
will you live what you know?
Beneath the cross
you hear his words
"Father forgive them"
and you know
you can't understand it
let it go

"Kick Start"
His overdue life as a star,
Waitin' tables hadn't done that so far.
"Spotlight"
A dream for many a year,
The leather jacket, Jimmy's ever ready stage wear.

Chorus:
Sorry I'm not your cup o' tea,
But I don't mind,
Yeah, I said I don't mind.
At least I know you're thinking about me.
Yeah, I don't mind,
Yeah, I said I don't mind.

"Good stuff, people don't know when they hear!"
Mumbled something 'bout "Pearls in a pig's ear".
"Old School", thirty two and knowing it all.
Who wants to listen to a single-sided phone call?

Chorus

Bring it all into perspective,
The tounge will steer the ship ahoy.
Spark up a flame
feel the pain of habanero sauce.
A word's forever,
when we speak we set 'em free
So watch your mouth and you be careful what you say Jimmy.

Chorus x3

Sorry, I'm not your cup o' tea,
But I don't mind,
Yeah, I said I don't mind.
At least I know you're thinking about me.
Yeah, I don't mind,
Ahh, maybe I do mind.

For the want of a marker
the docters lost their place
For the want of a cut-line
they couldn't lift his face
For the want of a facelift
his ratings dropped
Then the sitcom folded
then the network flopped

chorus:
after the climb
ater time turns designs to despair
it is good
nothing's fair
it's all who you know

For the want of a cough drop
the musher's thoat went hoarse
For the want of direction
the huskies went off course
Then the sled got snowbound
it took some time to free'em
Now they're on display
inside the British Museum

chorus

sub chorus:
and after the fall
after all of our strivings are dust
even so
good for us
it's all who you know

For the want of a compass
we'd be shuffling charts
For the want of good radar
we'd be glacier parts
For the want of a lighthouse
can't you see
we'd be lost at sea
lost at sea

chorus

sub chorus

When you got there
I was sure you'd come too late
we all paid you lip service
than address our prayers to fate
sister gone
she tripped and fell
a prodigal hell
and do I dare believe you'll reach
such a long lost cause
wrapped in gauze
as good as dead

she's breathing...

Chorus:
My lord
she's a miracle child
I know
she's a miracle child
I saw
how she'd chosen the grave
My lord
It's a miracle save

When she woke up
we were dumbstruck at the sight
Like coming out of a coma
All she asked for was more light

Fluttering eyes
Life from a tomb
You flooded her room
with a fearsome mercy
Torn from the devils grip
from the clutches of fear
I can hear her dead heart beating

Chorus

We lose hope
we mumble our prayers
We seal off the stairs
and never dare believe your reach
can pass through stone
can lead a child home
Can make the dead start blinking

When You come back again
would You bring me something from the fridge?
Heard a rumor that the end is near
but I just got comfortable here.

Sigh.
Let's be blunt.
I'm a little distracted.
What do You want?

Headaches and bad faith
are all that I've got.
First I misplaced the ending
then I lost the plot.

Out among free-range sheep
while the big birds sharpen their claws.
For a time we stuck with the Shepherd
but You wouldn't play Santa Claus

Sigh.
Let's be blunt.
We're a little distracted.
What do You want?

Once we could follow,
now we cannot.
You would not fit our image,
so we lost the plot

Once we could hear You.
Now our senses are shot.
We've fogotten our first love.
We have lost the plot.

When I saw You for the first time
You were hanging with a thief.
And I knew my hands were dirty,
and I dropped my gaze.
Then You said I was forgiven
and You welcomed me with laughter.
I was happy ever after.
I was counting the days
when You'd come back again.
We'll be waiting for You.
When You comin' back again?
We'll be ready for You.
Maybe we'll wake up when...
maybe we'll wake up when
You come back again.

Lies.
Let's be blunt.
We're a little unfaithful.
What do You want?

Are You still listening?
'Cause we're obviously not.
We've forgotten our first love.
We have lost the plot.

And why are You still calling?
You forgave, we forgot.
We're such experts at stalling
that we lost the plot.
lost the plot.

When You come back again
would You bring me something from the fridge?
Heard a rumor that the end is near
but I just got comfortable here.

when all is said and all has come undone
when the sun, the moon and stars grow dark
before the days of youth are left in vain
before the dust reclaims its own again


Chorus
Breathe on me
Breathe oh Breath of God
Breathe on me
`til my heart is new
Breathe on me
Breathe oh Breath of Life
Breathe on me
`til I'm resting in you

when all is said and all has come undone
restore the promise I made when I was young
now unto Him who can keep us from falling
and present us faultless before His glory

Chorus
Breathe on me
Breathe oh Breath of God
Breathe on me
`til my heart is new
Breathe on me
Breathe oh Breath of Life
Breathe on me
`til I'm resting in you