Letras:
Dogwood Good Ol Daze

Are you sick? Or are you lonely? Why don't you believe That my God owns me? I don't need to have a drink, Of you thirst quenching idol. To make you think

When will idle contradictions cease to exist? Sit back down and do nothing to resist, Pontificate assistance without intent to act, The U.S.A. is Jill

Ee-Ai! Every other hour floating through life, Everyone says your not the type, You life's a Christ like life and never were a hellion, Yet now you

Are you sick? Or are you lonely? Why don't you believe That my God owns me? I don't need to have a drink, Of you thirst quenching idol. To make you

How come you hate me for the same things that you do? You didn't mean to but somehow the hatred grew. Now your bailin', leavin' me here in the lurch,

I've done all I can on my own, I've worked my fingers to the bone, Now as I sit here all alone, I wonder how, I wonder how I could have shown... ...

So you say you have all authority to rule our lives? Well your wrong we're bought by the blood of Jesus Christ! Constant pressure hitting us everyday

Rejuvenation, After a soul draining trial, a natural high Which gives a big smile to my face and my mind Sends warm chills up my spine, an incredible

Yeah! I could have dwelt in the silence of death. Had it not been for the Lord's help, When I said that my foot was slipping. His love supported me,