is covered with angels
there ain't no room
for us sinners to climb
i walked out tonight
in the cold dark wood
and cried out to God
one more time
one more time one more time
it's happening again
bruised and beaten
by an idiot wind
one more time one more time
strange words on my tongue
a wandering gypsy
have you heard the songs i have sung?
if you're wired for understanding
logical and even
then you'll wonder what i mean,
why i'm out here freezin
we all see the struggle with different eyes
we all find our knees under different skies
when hope leaves a bitter taste in the mouth
red wine changed to blood is all i care about
one more time one more time
it's happening again
weathered and worn
by the howlin wind
one more time one more time
can't evade the beasts of pride
where are you Virgil?
one more time one more time
through 9 kinds of hell
to my love and i
who will carry me over
to the other side?
the ladder to heaven
is covered with angels
there ain't no room
for us sinners to climb
wkm
for Dante'
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