If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends. But as for prophecies, they will come to an end; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will come to an end. For we know only in part, and we prophesy only in part; but when the complete comes, the partial will come to an end. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to my childish ways. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known. And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.
WE HAVE EVERYTHING // YOUNG GALAXY
BABY BOOMER // MONSTERS OF FOLK
We gotta stand a little closer to what it is we’re leanin’ on
Who was it that first said it? Could it be he could be wrong
About the pilgrims and the natives having dinner on the lawn?
I think if I was ever king, I would buy a censorship
Where the only books upon the shelves were the ones that I had writ
Oh, and put them up at borders, set my photo down the spine
To tell the story of the livin’ without forgettin’ those who’d died
And I would die a happy man ’cause I did the best that I could do
To find a better way of leavin’ should we leave that up to you
Who was it that first said it, yeah, the one who said it best?
You got to L-O-V-E your neighbors, at least the ones who are still left
And we gotta stand a little closer to the lessons that we’ve learned
Is it just a premonition? Could we really get ourselves both burned?
I’ve been sent here on a mission to find what we agree upon
We don’t agree about September, could we agree on Vietnam?
I think if I was ever publisher I’d buy a pirate ship
Where the mission at each position is to shoot and to click
Clean the photos up a little, censor the ship out of it
So when we put it up at borders, turn a profit on the trip
Charge the public for the overhead of 1492
And if they need a better reason tell them we got livin’ proof
And I would die a happy man ’cause I did the best that I could do
To find a better way of leaving, should we leave that up to you
Who was it that first said it? Yeah, that’s what I’m trying to say
You got to L-O-V-E your neighbors, at least the ones that live today
WHO YOU ARE // JESSIE J
POGO // DIGITALISM
YOUR EX-LOVER IS DEAD // STARS
