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41 lines
1.4 KiB
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Here I stand
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High strung and alone
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In the court of your Lord's most forgotten son
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Tell me witness, what's the difference between addiction to truth and conviction?
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The difference must lie in the actions
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Spread across a person's life
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Did it prove to be obsession?
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Compelled to condemn what they don't agree with
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Endlessly driven toward the "right"
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A creeping sickness afflicting the others' lives
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With proclamations of derision and disgrace
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Instead of offering an alternate way
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You shot us in the foot before we'd even begun to race!
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Conviction stands as a guiding rudder
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Through this world's turbulence, storms, and thunder
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The helm turns according the movements of our hearts
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(This vessel dives and darts)
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See conviction wells up inside, an imprint from above
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Seeks to reject injustice and not to judge
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Works to fix the things that are broken
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Walks in humble regard to their fellow man
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And never forgets that the greatest law is Love
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The difference must lie in the actions
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(Was it out of Love or hate?)
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Did it prove to be obsession?
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(Looking at the walls you've made)
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When I fell down there was no regret
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Just that lack of laughter, plus my newfound debt
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Be it freedom or a shortened spine,
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Us broken heathens have learned to lie to ourselves
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Name Grace, Teach Us What We Lack
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Artist Being As An Ocean
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Album How We Both Wondrously Perish
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