"One of these days the sky's gonna break
and everything will escape and I'll know
One of these days the mountains are gonna fall into the sea
and they'll know
That you and I were made for this
I was made to taste your kiss
We were made to never fall away
Never fall away

One of these days letters are gonna fall from the sky
telling us all to go free
But until that day I'll find a way to let everybody know
'cause you're coming back, you're coming back for me
'Cause even though you left me here I have nothing left to fear
These are only walls that hold me here

"I recommend getting your heart trampled on to anyone
I recommend walking around naked in your living room
Swallow it down (what a jagged little pill)
It feels so good (swimming in your stomach)
Wait until the dust settles...

Long is the river flowing to the sea
And in my blood a shiver rising in me
Across the horizon far beyond the sky
Is a land that I dream of
Where the sparrow takes flight...

Pilgrim, how you journey
On the road you chose
To find out why the winds die
And where the stories go...

Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of heaven's love...

Fly, fly prercious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this mem'ry bittersweet
Until we meet

Some say love it is a river,
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor,
That leaves your heart to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love it is a flower,
And you its only seed...

It's the heart afraid of breaking,
That never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking,
That never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who can not seem to give.
And the soul afraid of dying,
That never learns to live.

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?...

Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains...

It's not that unusual
When everything is beautiful.
It's just another ordinary miracle today.

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see...