Pinkle
It Is Well
We're made of old candlesMelting all over your faceEvery crinkle every holeWhen you pull it all off it hurtsMet it back down andStart it all over againStart it all over againWhen peace like a river attendeth my wayWhen sorrows like sea billows rollWhatever my lot You have taught me to sayIt is well with my soulWe're traveling menageriesEveryone tired of the showFresh off the boatEverybody aloneLooking at the universe Getting smaller each dayWhen peace like a river attendeth my wayWhen sorrows like sea billows rollWhatever my lot You have taught me to sayIt is well with my soulWe're going to UgandaLetras de cancionesGonna take pictures of the faceGonna change the worldBut where's my soul Where's my hopeWhen we're all going downGonna fertilize the groundIt's not the nature of the sufferingBut the nature of the suffererYou can brush your teeth with razor bladesBut you can't see what you're notYou can't set free without the keyWe're made of your dust everyone different But the sameOne by one from the ground we comeWe grow up tall and proud and dumbAnd big and smallSomebody pinch me is it all trueI can't hear or seeWho to talk Who to talk toWhen peace like a river attendeth my way When sorrows like sea billows rollWhatever my lotYou have taught me to sayIt is well with my soul
From Letras Mania