My girl America is just a youth in this world
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Her smile is more precious than the sparkle of pearls
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And though her age reads she's just a young girl
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The age behind her eyes show the pain that she's swirled
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Through the hand that's been dealt though it's quiet as kept
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The weight that she felt last night when she slept
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And as she crept into the dreams of the things of her past
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Seems to have grown so fast, way beyond her own class
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Though they're right there with her, her brothers and her sisters
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A natural born leader even when her peers dis her
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My girl, she's at a crossroads, people praying for her
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Some are preying on her magazine ads, sex, drama
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Smoking marijuana, longer for a father to call her, 'daughter'
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She's part of a generation longing for reconciliation
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And this future that they're facing and this poison that they're tasting
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My girl, I know this love you're chasing
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My girl America's crying when she's lying on her bed at night
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I can see that she's screaming when she's dreaming for her freedom
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My girl America's dying while she's trying just to stop this fight
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Don't stop believing, my girl America
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Boys with hungry eyes have been beating her door
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Telling her that's what she's for, trying to rob at her core
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Then leave calling her a whore, but still she knows there's more
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I know she knows there's more because there is a voice she can't ignore
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'Cause it was founded in the foundations, from the day of her creation
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In God we trust engraved on the treasures of her nation
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And the void that the boys can't fill
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With the tipping of the bottle or the popping of the pill
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But still most of her friends don't care as they glare
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Ready to drown down the funnel as they frown down the tunnel
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They stumble and they tumble breaking down into rubble
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My girl America, stop can't you see
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It's not the circumstances that determine who you're gonna be
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But how you deal with these problems and pains that come your way
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It's for you that I pray with hope for a brighter day
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And so I say, your deliverance is coming
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Faith like a child from your first birth
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You left it in the dirt on your worst hurt
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And I see each tear and every scar
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The hands that have held you where you are
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And I can see we've strayed so far
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A king born under that morning star
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As a crown of thorns was placed to earase
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Each tear that's touched your face
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And his palms and sides were pierced with spears
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He hung in love just to draw you near
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My girl, out of this whole world
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Can't you see this is where we started?
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Girl America
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Mat Kearney |