GethsemaneA Poem by ChiaraThis one's a soul song.Let Vibration reach the top in Gethsemane. The most equal act in Gethsemane... You'll be shown what jealousy brings 'bout; go ahead and sleep, but look out! Gotta rest on the chest in Gethsemane. Our Mother saves and seeks in Gethsemane. You wear your yellow rag in Gethsemane. Gethsemane, Gethsemane - Baby, peace be upon thee takin' me on a trip to Gethsemane. Gethsemane, Gethsemane, Gethsemane is waitin'. Ha, chillin' next to me in Gethsemane.. Followin' my vehicle to Gethsemane.. Now I've evoluted; so have you protectin' two revelations, uh, protectin' what happened in and round Gethsemane. Mh, Gethsemane, Gethsemane, Gethsemane... Come with me. Gethsemane, Gethsemane, Gethsemane....
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Added on December 12, 2016 Last Updated on December 12, 2016 Tags: song, lyrics, gethsemane, soul Author
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