~Were tossing pennies in the well, empty pockets all turned out. Happy shining blessed are the ones who hunger. When our poverty is plain, Ill try to burn it in my brain. Trace a line around your face to paint a picture. So further up and further in we have nowhere else to go. As we plant the seeds of toil and tears, its beauty we will sow. Blessed are the ones, Oh blessed are the ones. Blessed are the hungry ones. Lets build a house with turned out doors, so we can share what love affords. Pour ourselves out like a wine that weve been saving. So, when our well is running dry, and when we raise our glasses high happy,shining are the faces of the thirsty. So further up and further in we have nowhere else to go. But you give us seeds of toil and tears, its beauty we will sow. and blessed are the ones, Oh, blessed are the ones. Blessed are the thirsty ones. Love is all, love is all,love is all, yeah, love is all, love is all we need. So further up and further in we have no place else to go. And when all we have is what we need, its joy that we will sow. Blessed are the ones, Oh, blessed are the ones, Blessed are the hungry ones. We are blessed, yeah.~
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 16:35:30 +0000
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