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![]() between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn't mean security, And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts And presents aren't promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with you head up and your eyes open. With the grace of maturity, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on Today because tommorow's ground is too uncertain for plans, And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure... That you really are strong And that you really do have worth. And you learn and learn and learn .... With every goodbye you learn. |
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![]() They say they're better than you and you agree He says "Hold my calls for me I must go" The boss says "Come here boy, there ain't nothin' for free" Another doctor's bill, another lawyer's bill Another cute cheap thrill You know you love him if you put in your will Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save your own? We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue Another day, another dollar, another war, another tower Went up where the homeless had their homes So we pray to as many different God's as there are flowers But we call religion our friend We're so worried about saving our souls Afraid that God will take His toll That we forget to begin Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save your own? Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill You got social security, but that don't pay your bills There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay So you bargain with the Devil, say you're o.k. for today, You say that you love them, take their money and run Say it's been swel, sweetheart, but it was just one of those things Those flings, those strings you've got to cut, So get out on the streets, girls, and bust you butts. Who will save you soul when it comes to the flower Who will save you soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save you own? |
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