here he is, the stranger from the manger…
try filling your lungs with God and not Jamaican gold
try filling your lungs with God and not Jamaican gold
Here we are now.
I gotta admit that I’m a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I’m just being used Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise If I don’t stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep […]