the dropping sun, as we await the fall The hands of time will reach the end The end will greet us all Existence is falling from grace, we grieve for the
m too shamed to show my face But shit's so, mean I can't help but to fall from grace, motherfucker Hot damn, it's a new day Hot damn, but them boys want
fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down All fall down, all fall down Singing ashes, ashes all fall down All fall down, all fall
Race" and "Without A Trace" But I only watched "Will And Grace" one time one day Wish I hadn't 'cause TiVo now thinks I'm gay Oh, and "Fear Factor" I watched
potato with chives, Im gone come through watch that boy gots to go live, yes Im goin off cause I gots to go man, watch I come through watch I throw the
bing bang. So anytime you need me call, Whether summer, spring, or fall, It doesnt matter come one come all, Either get dropped or drop them draws. [
walla walla bing bang So anytime you need me call Whether summer, spring or fall It doesn't matter, come one, come all Either get dropped or drop them
bing bang. so anytime you need me call, whether summer, spring, or fall, it doesnt matter come one come all, either get dropped or drop them draws
me getting paid and getting busy fall together So a man of my ambiance...never! Could I be weak, why I'm rather unique I got style, flavor, grace, and
I ditate Free ourselves from all that hate Now I'm in an irie state Now I man can I ditate Free ourselves from all that hate Bless them with Jah love and grace
hard about the way you stand Are you watching them pair off and drinking them long? Are you falling in love, are you falling in love? Are you falling
rise from the heart of every Federation city. I have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated and directed from
baked potato with chives Im gone come through watch that boy gots to go out yes Im goin off, cause I gots to go man watch I come through watch I throw
simply pause to admire Those that move with the grace of trees dancing past streetlights And you walk through your house without turning on lamps Sure of the angle from door to table, from
The summer air so hot it melts the Russian snow The fields are brown there's no rain to make them grow And the old ones sigh, the heat has made them
postin kids Of pain and suffering Whos dad has never loved on them And wouldn't know the peace of God if it was placed in front of them And I was one of them
and tears, Where only the brave or the foolish would go. Watching for signs in an empty sky, We never thought that the rain would fall, As the years went
The lakes and pines, they bleed of beauty and grace And the rivers, they run wild like an endless race The forests soar so high then fall to the sea As