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In the times I dream Jesus it's like he's coming through the walls when I'm working at my desk at night I hear his footsteps in the hall you can believe me not believe me I'm just a bird upon the sill and these words just pour right through me like water through a mill he was a rebel jew he was a rebel jew and he died for you and your sins he was a rebel jew he was a rebel jew let him in sometimes I dream of Texas yeah, it's the biggest part of me and the planes look like the sea at night oh, she wants to be so free she is a rebel state she is a rebel state and it's not too late for her to break from a sick, sick union Letras de cancionesan unhealed wound and separate all the time I dream of Michelle and the towers in her mind some women lie down with killers oh, my baby's not that kind she is a real good girl yeah, she's a real good girl and she stops the world so I can't see that she's a good, good girl a good, good girl to me From Letras Mania