Here on this highway
In every house and field I pray
All in meekness yield
Aided by want
Among stranger people
To disgrace so soon I've come
Drift like sleep
Into the hotel montana
Lay low for thy names sake
El matador louisiana
Full of bulls blood and what not
Coarse jest to a tight knot
You are not acquainted with your own heart
Frozen prayer upon my lips
Inside the blood runs hot
He was reviled
Yet he reviled not
Like a voice in an empty house
Breath your breath
And speak to me
Speak to me
It's a dry leaf that shivers on the branch
What matter if the wind cast it down
With a ruthless hand
Cause we remember always
That it took place forever
Thy kingdom come in
Whosoever
Thy will be done Here on this highway In every house and field I pray All in meekness yield Aided by want Among stranger people To disgrace so soon I've come Drift like sleep Into the hotel montana Lay low for thy names sake El matador louisiana Full of bulls blood and what not Coarse jest to a tight knot You are not acquainted with your own heart Frozen prayer upon my lips Inside the blood runs hot He was reviled Yet he reviled not Like a voice in an empty house Breath your breath And speak to me Speak to me It's a dry leaf that shivers on the branch What matter if the wind cast it down With a ruthless hand Cause we remember always That it took place forever Thy kingdom come in Whosoever Explain Request ×
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