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Stand on the shores of a site unseen |
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The substance of this dwells in me |
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Cause my natural eyes only go skin deep |
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But the eye's of my heart anchor the sea |
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Plumbing the depths to the place in between |
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The tangible world and the land of a dreams |
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Because everything ain't quite it seems |
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There's more beneath the appearance of things |
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A beggar could be king within the shadows, |
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Of a wing |
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And wisdom will honor everyone who will learn |
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To listen, to love, and to pray and discern |
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And to do the right thing even when it burns |
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And to live in the light through treacherous turns |
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A man is weak, but the spirit yearns |
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To keep on course from the bow to the stearn |
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And throw overboard every selfish concern |
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That tries to work for what can't be earned |
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Sometimes the only way to return is to go, |
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Where the winds will take you |
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And to let go, of all, you cannot hold onto |
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For the hope, beyond, the blue |
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Yellow and gold as the new day dawns |
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Like a virgin unveiled who waited so long |
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To dance and rejoice and sing her song |
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And rest in the arms of a love so strong |
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No one comes unless they're drawn |
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By the voice of desire that leads em' along |
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To the redemption of what went wrong |
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By the blood that coveres the innocent one |
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No more separation |
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Between us. |
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So lift your voice just one more time |
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If there's any hope may it be a sign |
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That everything was made to shine |
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Despite what you can see |
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So take this bread and drink this wine |
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And hide your spirit within the vine |
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Where all things will work by a good design |
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For those who will believe |
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And let go, of all, we cannot hold onto |
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For the hope, beyond, the blue |
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Said i let go, of all, i could not hold onto |
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For the hope, i have, in you |