song The Beast In Me - Johnny Cash. The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by night rants and rages at the stars God help the beast in me. The beast in me Has had to
mercy. When love is a gun. Separating me from you. She was the sun. Shining upon. The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail. He was the moon. Painting you. With it's glow so vulnerable and pale. Love's
The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by night rants and rages at the stars God help the beast in me. . The beast in me Has had to learn to live with pain And how
The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by night rants and rages at the stars God help the beast in me. The beast in me Has had to learn to live with pain And how to
The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars Restless by day And by night rants and rages at the stars God help the beast in me. . The beast in me Has had to learn to live with pain And how
you. . She was the sun. Shining upon. The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail. He was the moon. Painting you. With it's glow so vulnerable and pale. . Love's the funeral of hearts. And an
you. . She was the sun. Shining upon. The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail. He was the moon. Painting you. With it's glow so vulnerable and pale. . Love's the funeral of hearts. And an
. And from a jail came the wail. Of a down-hearted frail. And they played that. As part of the blues. From a whippoorwill. Way up on a hill. They took a new note. Pushed it through a horn. Until it was
before the dawn. claw hard from your casket. six feet and getting deeper. should the top soil feel heavy. it must be getting weaker. towers people build up in life. become frail and fall to the ground
mountains. Long before we knew we could, whoa, yes There can be miracles. When you believe. Though hope is frail. Its hard to kill Who knows what miracles. You can achieve. When you believe somehow you
Oh frail child. White hair with the innocent smile. In a drained state. Felt his breath blow right out the gate. Looks in disbelief. Seen his life run away down the street. Finds it hard to
beneath the surface. A shell of what things could've been. Tired bones beneath a veil of guarded secrets all too frail. Sad to think I never knew. You were searching for the words. For the moment to emerge
