All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole Fade out again Immerse your soul in love Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will

These streets took my conscience All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid Yeah, Project Baby Sniper Gang Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang I don't gang-bang but I bang bang I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains Took that

All these small things they gather round me Gather round me Has the world gone mad Or is it me? Is it all so very bad? I can’t see Gather around me All in my mind I walked down Mayflower Road again

Where, where are we now? Slip on down from that sun To climb down to earth And down to things like time Because we are all, we are all just lovers Born of earth and light like all these others We are all, we are all Oh, I wonder Fixing up to swallow me

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one But I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow Don't you draw the Queen of Diamonds, boy She'll

And yet it dominates the things I see Darkness is a harsh term don't you think Stars hide your fires For these here are my desires And I won't give them up to you this time around And so I'll be found With my stake stuck in this ground Marking the

This love that's in between us Feels so heavy Too much for the both of us When did it get so heavy? We never used to feel this Can't get up off the ground All these things we said that we never meant It's weighing us down, down, down When did we get so

On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His

And yet it dominates the things I see Darkness is a harsh term don't you think Stars hide your fires For these here are my desires And I won't give them up to you this time around And so I'll be found With my stake stuck in this ground Marking the

On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His