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A - F G - M N - S T - Z We'll Love With the Peace I Need Etc. We'll Love 2/12/99, revised 4/19/99 we'll stumble through the arbor gate and know the two of us can't wait to find a sprout of love and then we'll pick it from the hands of god and make it grow just where we've trod it's us, you know we'll love: we'll take a walk down someone's lane and conversation's deep, wide vein will exile all our tears and then we'll fall in love inside the gate and hope we'll never have to pray for joy again we'll love: we'll hide beneath a spreading tree hide from the rain, just you and me and laughter's countenance and then we'll laugh about our fear of rain and dash around and feel the pain just slide away we'll love: we'll travel to the corner store and make ado with less-is-more you'll let me hold your hand and then we'll make a home of joy and straw and live and love within its flaws i'll love you so. With The Peace I Need 5/19/99 dance a circle, come around again blur the chasm between now and then there's a story that i can't deny give it time and it'll tell you why and the day i can fade away is the best all the rest are fallen dreams so much more is behind that door, it's the best nothing else is what i need broken daylight hanging from a tree such a distance between you and me bring a friend, we'll celebrate the loss this is something that you'll never gloss haunting strains of celestial plains are the best all the rest are fallen dreams symphony of an answered plea, it's the best nothing else is what i need waiting spirits sleep upon the shelf and tomorrow we shall share the wealth front and center's not too much to bear i can't love you if you've never cared and the day i can fade away is the best all the rest are fallen dreams so much more is behind that door, it's the best nothing else is what i need hope alive for me but dead for you what i've done is given him his due i'm not sure if you're aware i'm here when i'm gone, you'll know i'm nowhere near time comes near, but the notes i hear are the best all the rest are fallen dreams clock strikes twice, poor man's paradise is the best nothing else is what i need spoken words reviving written thoughts walk astray, but is it what you've taught? there's a case for you to vainly plead i'll be dying with the peace i need