| Man the world’s on it’s end and somethin gotta give
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| How do we spawn so much evil from somethin so positive
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| Pick a side is your prerogative
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| Or we can just sit in here bickerin who God is
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| Love, change, life all the above
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| Far more than the three letter word we speak of
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| But we judge, discriminate and hate
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| But pray to wash it all away every Sunday
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| There’s no escape from your own devices
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| Even with blind faith in Jesus Christ kids
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| And far greater than any saint or savior
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| Safe to say it takes more than faith to save ya
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| Born and raised through honor thy neighbor
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| While we wage another war, worship in the name of God
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| Like the sun up above the trees (bless)
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| These trees allowin us to breathe (God)
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| Whether yours, whether him or hers (bless)
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| These people let 'em sing the words (God)
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| God it took my whole life to meet you again
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| Forgive me those years, I didn’t know how to speak to you then
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| I speak to you now, through the ink that bleeds from this pen
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| To seek counsel, and I think I need to repent
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| I speak to my friends and reason with them
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| And seek to find a way to try to stay free from the sin
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| And yet, even if sin excedes the weed and the gin
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| We drink not believin in the freedom within
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| I think I believe we can win
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| I believe it like I know I hear you breathin the wind
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| Through the speakin of streams, the people that sing
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| And birds beating their wings, please believe that you can speak through me
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| And when I speak to people let my voice be love
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| And praise and faith and hope and all that
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| And when I’ve reached the speak, let 'em say my life
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| Was light and truth until my soul was called back to God |