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Be at the present Unexpected life Is all that we wanted And all that we choose to live We will rise above And all the chances in between A chance (to
Existence before this world life Coherent forms of reason holds Energies of life... awareness Drawn by seduction Drawn beyond intrigue, Into the blind
one, As we all gather once again the gods of war summon us... summon us North wind blows to our valley men with ships, with swords, with honour Their horses between
hearts False hopes of lossless paradise Gathering together The dead hearts beat as one Stillborn comfort feeding lies Through answers of self denial Divided between
Screaming on the inside I am frail and withered Cover up the wounds That I can't hide Walls that lie between us The saint within the sinner I have
god on the street Behold! What the fuck y'all niggas come around here for We massacre the masses so therefore Here's your, invitation to explore The way we gather
Between love and hate I could use a lil company A lil kindness to go a long way Weeks turn into months Months turn into years Reaching the same conclusions Gathering
The Stories One - The Thrash of Naked Limbs Two - Le Cerf Malade Three - Gather Me Up Forever
me an acre of land (On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves) Parsely, sage, rosemary, & thyme (Washed is the ground with so many tears) Between
Darlin' come under cover Another night to discover Let's slip where senses gather Let's drift between the sea and sky As the night goes by Sands shift
, ball up your knuckle bone and start takin care of your own, nigga, Everybody's schemin' with the nature of a sinner, So I look inside myself to gather
while my people hope Ears that I go seeding In order to see if they germinate Wind of the North thought and life To San Pedro I bring it between Breath
between [ fiddle ] One lonely night I left out of anger drifting and wasting life's precious hours But only last night I dreamed that a stranger Is gathering
some cash Because talking don't pay, you're drifting away When i see you on a stage i'm a blow you away You're right, there is no difference between
