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afflicted by conflict they exempt me like convicts
Because the truth of my content
Sends corrupt to the convent
I'm in or greater no debating
Acquiesce my

rivers moving with fire
And song, barges, houseboats
Pushed by drifting poles
Of waiting without wanting
In Turkey they face the East
On their carpets

change
In an age where the art justifies intellects
My campaign strives to re-elect the man who got struck by the bow and arrow
You're at yours to truly

wrote this song
In a hotel room overseas on tour
Where I'm feeling myself 'cause
I'm all alone
I don't know where one day it hit me
Hanging by his room

the greatest wish on my list is a peace of mind
No greater place
To find it
Than with you
Do good by you because I'm done receiving coal
And I'm tired of waiting

Jesus, be the centre
Be my source, be my light
Jesus

Jesus, be the centre
Be my hope, be my song
Jesus

(Chorus)
Be the fire in my heart
Be the wind

ways thats where i glorify
Heavenly
In the shadow of his wings that i camp by
Safety
The warmth of the fire where i lay my head to rest
Comfy
Waiting

now
A solitary song, sung not by one who belongs
Applause, the café; 'twas noise
Now all had become silent with finality
Respect, as he did choose

Played my PlayStation games 
Graffiti on plain paper can express my pain 
Keeping it real for pretty much an average  
I got picked on a little bit by

danger
Clouding my vision
It's got me hung like a hanger
There's a Battle Ground
The battle sound
On in my mental town
Trying to get my mental bound
In

danger
Clouding my vision
It's got me hung like a hanger
There's a Battle Ground
The battle sound
On in my mental town
Trying to get my mental bound
In

danger
Clouding my vision
It's got me hung like a hanger
There's a Battle Ground
The battle sound
On in my mental town
Trying to get my mental bound
In

danger
Clouding my vision
It's got me hung like a hanger
There's a Battle Ground
The battle sound
On in my mental town
Trying to get my mental bound
In

danger
Clouding my vision
It's got me hung like a hanger
There's a Battle Ground
The battle sound
On in my mental town
Trying to get my mental bound
In

vision 
Ain't no running out of gas
Cuz you who gas my engine
Through the slum I pray you last
Broke poccets kill ambition 
With this song I hope you last

and thirsty land, come unto you, be guided by your hand 
With a parchment of the field, I find a well, the sources spring revealed

Chorus 
When there's nothing

the norm
So I would have to change the world or I would have to be changed by the world
Recollections from my lowest serve as motivation
On the cusp of sumn

For we realize that enlightenment
Must be given to be received
This is the core source from
Which all virtue derives
The end of one's own path is not

I can see
Stingy wit my time for the grander things
But I still love you
Not everybody on the same plan as me
20/20 vision only I can see
Stingy wit

Trapped by opinions got conned like Ye
Rather live my truth like a tooth we all decay
So it's best to live your life right til my dying day
Had a vision

Free

Yeah we so aligned this is how my vision came
I'm integrated in my aura there's no one to blame
I'm creating my experience responsible
Stepping

and yang
The poster boy, deceptive pain
Momentous joy, yet to obtain
My fingers stained, by lead and chains
Laid out plain and simple: my intentions have

West Canterbury Subdivision Blues

Johnny Cash

Silver

1979

Goodguy rode by on his milk white steed
And casually mentioned my misdeeds
He promised her love far greater than mine
Thus pulled out and plucked my

compared to this

Knowing You, Jesus, knowing You
There is no greater thing
You're my all, You're the best
You're my joy, my righteousness
And I love You