Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Larry Norman
Backstage I cross the middle ground
Curtains up, house lights down
I sing love songs and pass myself around
But afterwards some people say
They thought I put them down
They feel so bad, it doesn't matter what I say
I hope tomorrow they have a better day
They seem so trapped, they need release
They need your strong love and strange peace
Reporters question me: is this a new direction for the young?
How lamb-like their faces, how snake-like their tongues
They quote me perfectly then rewrite every word I speak
And go away convinced we are some new kind of freak
I feel so good it doesn't matter what I say
I hope tomorrow they have a better day
We're all so trapped, we need release
We need your strong love and strange peace