Emily comes home from school, grabs onto her daddy's hand, he says "baby girl what's wrong with you?" she says "please don't make me go back there again
They do their best, they do what they can They get them ready for Vietnam From old Hanoi to East Berlin Commando involved again They do their best,
I'm Buju Banton with the Preacher's Son Who gave the orders For them to go? Alright Who gave the orders? Martin was shut down, alright Who gave the orders
Under your command Did I not do well Was not my record fine Under your command Wouldn't I have walked straight thru hell And did I ever look down Under
The bells again... someone has died The bells of the end toll to remind that life's but a race against time At your back you'll always hear the Chariot
You're standing in a deep dark hole Beneath a sky as black as coal It's just the fear of losing control You know so well Don't miss it when the moment
When there was a job to be done The nation counted on number one No mission impossible, he did it all He would never let his fatherland fall He conquered
I've been down the street A thousand times a week Searching and believing a sweet rose can aid me in Caught up in my moods A record I ensue I wanna
Listen to me now, wanna be's That's all they are and all they'll ever be Not like me, I know the rules and how it's gonna be Imagining, the dream that
If I could take away your sorrow I would cast it to the wind If I could say it's okay You would never cry again If I could wave my hand, I'd take away
It's been a long time coming but a change is gonna come When the dark clouds pass away, feel the warmness of the sun I know that You love me, oh yeah,
I see your ups and downs Your in and outs, your round and rounds I know how you feel It ain't time to be giving up, though you feel you've had enough
CHORUS I can love again More than a sentimental feeling I hold within With a heart full of compassion You took me in You're my closest friend, I can love
You think that no one understands When you don't feel strong hey I got an answer for you There's a way that's light and easy, it's true He knows when
In him we are sheltered And our souls are at peace though the storms may rage in our lives Our hearts are at ease Nothing feels so glorious Nothing
Waiting on the edge of your prodigle heart Wanting for someone to save you from yourself Out there on the edge dangling somewhere in the darkness Doubting
Waiting is an endless game your feelings never stay the same You tolerate the ignorance the laughter of which all depends Certainly you've made the trends
Jesus...had days like this Cyborgs - cybernetic organisms... Machines with living human tissue and programmed to destroy The silence is deafening Regression