Act 3 Songtext
von Parable

And I never learned to sing
Or ever dance in time
And I wouldn′t have a reason
If you gave me every dime

Every morning, every day
They just look the same
I've been sittin′ here for forty years
The gate, it is called Beautiful
Have pity on the lame
Makes a man to wonder why he lives
Lives...

Just another day
They all stop to pray
Everyone just seems to pass me by
The gate, it is called Beautiful
Have pity on the lame
You would think they'd hear and old man cry


Then I saw them coming closer
Can you fill my empty cup
Two men looking, gazing at me
One just said, "Now look on me"

But I never learned to sing
Or ever dance in time
And I wouldn't have a reason
If you gave me every dime

"We ain′t got a dime"
As that big man said
But what we have we′ll surely give you
We're gonna give you

The Man who is called Beautiful
Is risen from the grave
So in the Name of Jesus rise and live
Live.

Somethin′s comin' over me
He took me by the hand, Huh!
What in the world′s he tryin' to prove

He lifted me up
And I began to stand, yeah
All at once my feet began to move
Move...


And I′m learnin' how to sing
And even dance in time
And Jesus is the reason
And you can keep your dime