Theology

If U had a vineyard On a fruitful hill And U fenced it and cleared it Of all stones until U planted it With the choicest of vine And U even built a tower And a press to make wine And U looked that it would bring forth sweet grapes And it gave only wi

We people who are darker than blue Don't let us hang around this town And let what others say come true We're just good for nothing they all figure A boyish grown up shiftless jizzer Now we can't hardly stand for that Or is that really where it's at?

Why did I not die at birth? Expire as I came from the womb? Why were there knees to receive me? Or breasts to feed me? Why was I not like babies Who never saw the light? Who lie with kings and counsellors Who rebuild ruins for themselves And where re

I wanna make Something beautiful For you and from you To show you To show you I adore you Oh you And your journey Toward me Which I see And I see All you push through Mad for you And because of you Sinead O'Connor I couldn't thank you in ten thousand