|
|
|
|
On Your Wings
God, there is gold hidden deep in the ground
God, there's a hangman that wants to come around
How we rise when we're born
like the ravens in the corn
on their wings, on our knees
crawling careless from the sea
God, give us love in the time that we have
God, there are guns growing out of our bones
God, every road takes us farther from home
All these men that you made
how we wither in the shade
of your trees, on your wings
we are carried to the sea
God give us love in the time that we have
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
God give us love in the time that we have
we are carried to the sea
of your trees, on your wings
how we wither in the shade
All these men that you made
God, every road takes us farther from home
God, there are guns growing out of our bones
God, give us love in the time that we have
crawling careless from the sea
on their wings, on our knees
like the ravens in the corn
How we rise when we're born
God, there's a hangman that wants to come around
God, there is gold hidden deep in the ground
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
OOn YYour WWings |
| n our ings |
| nO oYur iWngs |
| kn gour aings |
| kOn gYour aWings |
| Okn Ygour Waings |
| 9n hour 3ings |
| 9On hYour 3Wings |
| O9n Yhour W3ings |
|
0n 6our dings |
| 0On 6Your dWings |
| O0n Y6our Wdings |
| ln uour eings |
| lOn uYour eWings |
| Oln Yuour Weings |
| in 7our sings |
| iOn 7Your sWings |
| Oin Y7our Wsings |
|
Onn jour 2ings |
| O jYour 2Wings |
| On Yjour W2ings |
| Om tour qings |
| Omn tYour qWings |
| Onm Ytour Wqings |
| Oh Yoour Wiings |
| Ohn Yur Wngs |
| Onh Yuor Wnigs |
|
Oj Ykur Wjngs |
| Ojn Ykour Wjings |
| Onj Yokur Wijngs |
| Ob Y9ur W9ngs |
| Obn Y9our W9ings |
| Onb Yo9ur Wi9ngs |
| Y0ur Wlngs |
| Y0our Wlings |
| Yo0ur Wilngs |
|
Ylur Wongs |
| Ylour Woings |
| Yolur Wiongs |
| Yiur Wkngs |
| Yiour Wkings |
| Yoiur Wikngs |
| Youur W8ngs |
| Yor W8ings |
| Yoru Wi8ngs |
|
Yohr Wungs |
| Yohur Wuings |
| Youhr Wiungs |
| Yo7r Winngs |
| Yo7ur Wigs |
| You7r Wigns |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|