Some things I've done make my conscience burn My very spine shutter and squirm I only hope that I've learned from my sins I heard a voice when I was thirteen Got baptized and washed up clean The world has a way if you know what I mean Stuffing you up again and again
I can't explain a blessed thing Now a fallen star or a feathered wing How a man in chains has the strength to see Just one thing is clear to me There's always more than what appears to be When the lights just right I swear I see Man, it's poetry
Now somebody made everything From the soul inside out to Saturn's rings How my baby smiles and how Ray Charles sings Of course we were created The clouds make rain, the ocean makes sand The earth breathes fire and lava makes land Now that took a mighty hand a wild imagination
I can't explain a blessed thing Now a fallen star or a feathered wing How a man in chains has the strength to see Just one thing is clear to me There's always more than what appears to be When the lights just right I swear I see Man, it's poetry
The dreams I dream came back tenfold The friends I had to the woman I hold I look down I'm on a street of gold After all the mud along the way Sometimes the big old mystery just leans right in on me Says that I am home and I am free And I'll take that any day, any day
I can't explain a blessed thing Now a fallen star or a feathered wing How a man in chains has the strength to see Just one thing is clear to me There's always more than what appears to be When the lights just right I swear I see Man, it's poetry
Just one thing is clear to me There's always more that what appears to be When the light's just right I swear I see Man, it's poetryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
