">children screamed, the lover's cried, and thepoets dreamed, but. Not a word was spoken - the church bells all were broken. And, the three men I admire most the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, they
">children screamed, the lover's cried, and thepoets dreamed, but. Not a word was spoken - the church bells all were broken. And, the three men I admire most the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, they
Song Among The Believers - Steven Van Zandt. We are poets, we're soldiers. We're children of the night. With the turn of a dial we're sanctified. We are the rebels who carry your names. We'll learn