| My lung is hurting and I’m losing half my sight
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| But I’ll put on my lashes and a halo for the night
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| I will tell you stories about the seven seas
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| Of monsters and of dragons, heroic princesses
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| In the enchanted forest I will let your mind go wild
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| You thought God would be a soldier
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| But she’s just a little child
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| I’m working on a puzzle
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| But the pieces are a mess
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| I keep pushing the agenda
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| Like it were a game of chess
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| I will tell you stories of pharaohs and friends
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| Of the ones who live in shadows
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| You know how this story ends
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| In little town and big town
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| You let your mind go wild
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| Expecting God to be a soldier
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| When she’s just a little child
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| And though my heart is rushing
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| It’s skipping every beat
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| Have you ever felt the gravity
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| It’s your own damn heavy feet
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| And I can tell you stories
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| Of pirates and a pea
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| But you’ll just keep deciding
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| What you see and do not see
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| In the tower on the mountain
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| She let her mind go wild
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| Expecting God to be a soldier
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| When she’s just a little child
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| In this world of lies and half truths
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| I closed my eyes and smiled
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| If you thought god would be a soldier
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| You are just a little child |