Testi:
Jars Of Clay Good Monsters

When I go don't cry for me, in my Father's arms I'll be The wounds this world left on my soul will all be healed and I'll be whole. Sun and moon will

I whisper, 'you don't have to worry we'll survive', forced smiles underneath the brittle frozen light, no proof that your alive. Cold fingers find the

burning crosses from your fears, your fears, But light gives heat. It's not the way to light their way, Boys in holes and empty fields, Oh, how good

Oh my God, look around this place, Your fingers reach around the bone, you set the break and set the tone For flights of grace, and future falls In present

It took a lot to turn away, Blood and water from one side. It took your eyes to stare me down, It took the truth to set me free, to set me free. Lookin

I do not love you the way I did when we met. There are secrets and arguments I haven't finished yet. But it's only that grace has outlived our regret

Just in case I will leave my things packed So I can run away I cannot trust these voices I don't have a lot of prospects That can give some kind of peace

what you are? Not all monsters are bad But the ones who are good Never do what they could Never do what they could All the good monsters rattle their

I whisper,"You don't have to worry, we'll survive" Forced smiles underneath the brittle, frozen light No proof that you're alive Cold fingers find the