• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• GREENWOOD - Peter, Paul & Mary
• GREENWOOD - Banner Pilot
• Burn - Greenwood
• I'm Yours - Greenwood
• Nostalgia - Greenwood
• Save Me - Greenwood
• Prom Queen - Greenwood
• Sing Alleluia - Greenwood
• All I Ever Wanted - Greenwood
• Arms Of My Father - Greenwood

I've seen a thousand people kneel in silence
I've seen them face the rifles with their songs
I always thought that we could end the killing
But now I live in fear that I was wrong
The killer and the cynic waltz together
Their eyes are turned into their skulls
They do not feel the bullets in the bodies
They do not hear the dolphin or the gull
If we do these things in the greenwood
What will happen in the dry?
If we don't stop there'll come a time when women
With barren womb will bitterly rejoice
With breasts that dry and never fill with promise
Gladly they'll not suckle one more life
Is this then the whimper and the ending?
The impotence of people raised on fear
A fear that blinds the sense of common oneness
Common love and life or death are here
If we do these things in the greenwood
What will happen in the dry?
Will no one light the candle in the darkness?
Will no one be my guide, not let me fall?
I've lost the sense that tells me where the path is
I feel the chill of winter in my soul
There's no way I can say the words more plainly
There's no one left to point at anymore
It's you and me and we must make the choice now
And not destroy the life we're living for
If we do these things in the greenwood
What will happen in the dry?
If we do these things in the greenwood

The boards,
They bounce up and down in an abandoned house.
Amps exploding,
And our ears bleed red - but we yell out every note.
In the kitchen you tell me 'bout the evils of the world.
Swallow hard on every truth that's been fermenting in your throat.
Know that's it's my luck I'm leaving,
I met you once when I was dreaming.
I'm waiting for a spark to reignite.
Lie to me, I love believing.
Take the mundane, look for meaning in everything,
You're everything tonight.
On the lawn outside Gabe shoots bottle rockets through the night,
Lighting up the summer sky.
Catch fire,
I'm burning up with you.
Something in the air makes me wonder
Why the hell I'd care about tomorrow
When it's all right here - the wine the hope and you.
So I hit the road;
Wheeled the van off of the grass and drove.
Miles slipped in between of you and me,
It's what I always do.
And in the morning all that fills me is regret.
I know I've traded winning hands for losing bets.

Today, the sky was mocking as she spat upon my face
I woke up ten past should've been - here, repentance without grace
Sixteen hundred years ago, a man gave Christ a chance
Did he ever greet the morning with the antithesis of dance?
And I wonder in the brilliance, as my heart devours my mind,
How the sun is so accessible, when I feel left behind?
And then you took me away from here,
Away from pain, unto a loss that's somehow gain, and then you took me
Father, now I've noticed the glory on your face
I walk in circles now in this humbling maze of grace
Unrivaled by my passion, the thought of giving peace a chance,
As I feel the burning, your heart gives movement to the dance
I'm stumbling in the darkness, my purpose faint and velied
My doubt engulfs my freedom, my direction is assailed

Tripping on the cost of forgiveness and rountrip flight
From stubborness to prideful as hell
Up front and sideways with two words spare
(How much can I cover in cash?)
I'm sorry won't cut it or sell.
I fall down in silence and I don't know where I've been,
But I need you there, I need you there, I need you there again
I wrestle with my angels and I struggle with my past,
I push this dagger deep inside, how come you never ask about me
My darkness served up a la mode with chocolate covered lies.
Pretty soon I'm gonna be sick
The drunkenness won't leave me and I'm coming off my high,
I need an aviary to flick
As the days all seem to fall behind, children do as you're told.
This isn't Auschwitz or Columbine, how come I still feel so cold?
Father, in your mercy, come answer while I ask.

Wait, wait for something, for something.
Wait, wait for something, for something.
The days come back and I am silent
To the memories of my mind.
Regret holds me captive, with these dreams and whispers,
From the fairy tale inside.
Colored panels on the windows of remembering,
Grasping faintly at the shadows that mean everything,
Stained glass mirrors, dark and shattered.
Simple eloquence and elements are offering
To the altar of my alter ego's empathy in this prison of nostalgia.
Wiping mud away from eyes that only I can see,
Staring straight into the brilliance of reality,
Present minded, plain and simple.
The routine of my existence only complicates
Words I'm writing on this paper as I formulate

I just woke up in wonder staring at my wall
Is this what they call falling if they speak at all?
What is freedom in Jesus? How far does it span?
I am lost and unable, I am just a man
Please come save me...
Salvation is a constant molding of things I see, of how I breathe.
When I am sunburnt by your healing, Gracious father, draw me close to you...
I know that I have fallen, the darkness clouds my eyes.
I wrestle with the thought that I'm all you despise.
If only the world could see inside my head, they'd know I'm trying.
If only the wings of dreams were real, I might be flying. If only, you only, I'm only a man.

Misunderstood like a prom queen, keep on saying what you don't mean
As they watch as you go out the door and in the door and out the door.
You've got to put on your makeup for all the time that you take up
With your energy that isn't on the ball, the privileged all, you take the fall.
Grab your shoes and your car keys, getting out to the movies,
To a place where you feel close to fine you choose the time to lose your mind.
As you pack up your suitcase with your new clothes and your new face,
You can't help but think that all of this is more than this you shake your fist.
Words can be deceiving, don't be fooled by imitation consideration of your deepest fears.
He wipes away these tears of hate. He has to care or he wouldn't stare so deep.
Come a little closer, come a little deeper,
Come a little further, look into my eyes so deep, so deep.
Don't let them see you fall, don't let them see you drown,
Don't let them take it all, don't let them turn you around,
Don't let them make you, don't let them break you,
Don't let them keep you searching, re-searching for,

When I was just eleven, I died and rose again - a symbol to transcend the watery grave.
There the cup uncovered, I shone the light within - the radiance on my prepubescent face
And I'm waiting for the day when I don't have to be the strong one.
I'm looking for the star that I can wish upon to be free.
And I sing alleluia to the cold winter air. I breathe alleluia in my lungs.
I sing alleluia as the whistle starts to blow, another day has begun.
Only three years later, I stood upon a stage and ministered to thousands by the road.
In that banal moment, I felt the touch of fire - the transformation of a teenage boy
Sing Alleluia, come gather round and hear,
Sing Alleluia, let the children draw near, Alleluia
Sing Alleluia find the rest that you now seek,
Sing Alleluia blessed be the meek, Alleluia
Sing Alleluia all you runners in this race,

I stare at the cross hanging on my wall.
It's just a memory of days which are behind me
The colours blend though violence of lenses of the recess of my soul
All I ever wanted was to live
With those that touched with burning hands and seared this flesh together
All I ever needed was your love,
The beauty of a moment, why can't it last forever?
My songs echo with the voices of a thousand
Who penetrated past the calloused layers of pride
"Have I lost you, have I missed you?" is my eternal cry
Finding glo-sticks by the road, I wrote my first song with you

Broken arms of quiet stillness tend to cover me
Banished echoes of my soul
Careful polish makes the edges seem much sharper
But the rust inside still makes me cold
As I scream…
Father free me from the questions I am asking
Nothing new beneath the sun
What is freedom, what is purpose, what is real?
The cries of a heart undone
The dirt beneath my fingers reminds me of my searching
I'm only living breath by breath
A time to cry, a time to heal, a time to lift my eyes once more
Another hit of crystal meth
But you said nothing can tear me away from the arms of my father…
She sits inside a wooden box of her devising
Bangs her head against a wall
She's waiting for a knight in shining armour who isn't coming
Softly damns her crystal ball
As she screams…
He's broken in his body heart and mind
Why did he try so hard?
It only took five minutes for his dreams to fall to pieces
Alone in a construction yard.
But you said nothing can tear me away…
Not angels, nor demons, nor death, nor life,
Not papers, nor stalemates, not the blood on the knife.
Not the height of the mountain, the depths of the sea,
Not you or your arguments, not even me..
Nothing can tear me away…