| Be the light in the crack
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| Be the one that’s mending the camel’s back
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| Slow to anger, quick to laugh
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| Be more heart and less attack
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| Be the wheels, not the track
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| Be the wanderer that’s coming back
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| Leave the past right where it’s at
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| Be more heart and less attack
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| The more you take the less you have
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| 'Cause it’s you in the mirror staring back
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| Quick to let go, slow to react
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| Be more heart and less attack
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| Ever growing, steadfast
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| And if need, be the one that’s in the gap
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| Be the never turning back
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| Twice the heart any man could have
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| Be the wheels, not the track
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| Be the wanderer that’s coming back
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| Leave the past right where it’s at
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| Be more heart and less attack
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| Be more heart and less attack
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| Be more heart and less attack
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| I stuck my hat out, I caught the rain drops
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| I drank the water, I felt my veins block
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| I’m nearly sanctified, I’m nearly broken
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| I’m down the river, I’m near the open
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| I stuck my hat out, I caught the rain drops
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| I drank the water, I felt my veins block
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| I’m near the sanctified, I’m near broken
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| I’m down the river, I’m near the open
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| I’m down the river to where I’m going |