Never know glaver gley in a glisten. -Tell me like a day in the rising. Heavy going and I like getting peace that's clean. Like a child, in the light where the light's been. -Hear the cry of the leave in the heathen. Ever know where the blamed and the leathered get lashin? Oh I'll never want a heaven only sewn with gold. It's been kinda lousy when it's gone. It's been never kinda clean being if you would want to climb. -It's really God who loves the soul. Undo to Undo to Undo to...