Wednesday, April 19, 2006

double cure

Today I'm sick of all I am, today is my setback.
First I say I love you, then I stab you in the back.

I wanna drink out of that fountain on a hill called Double Cure.
I wanna show you my allegiance, Lord. I wanna be a son of yours.

I'm so tired of all my toys. They never last for long.
They keep beaming dreams and wishes to the big dish on my lawn.

I wanna drink out of that fountain on a hill called Double Cure.
I wanna show you my allegiance, Lord. I wanna be a son of yours.

I bet you've got a story that you're just aching to tell.
I bet you've thrown some coinage down the wishing well.

Go and tell your neighbor. There is no time to waste.
Go grab your wife and sweet family. Proceed with all due haste.

I wanna drink out of that fountain on a hill called Double Cure.
I wanna show you my allegiance, Lord. I wanna be a son of yours.

You asked me why I love Him:
He gave riches to the poor,
And I will one day see that face,
Over yonder shore.

Double Cure
Vigilantes of Love

Great song. Go to my myspace if you want to hear it. The tune adds a lot to it.

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