A week to build the world - and now you're leavingw
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Do you ever see the cards you're dealing?
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Many times your ways are strange'n shallow
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Makes me wonder if I'll ever follow you
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Take that kid I've seen around, crying
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Everytime I passed him felt like dying - but just a little bit
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Trying to understand by whom he's hit
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Look like kid;s been taking quite a beating,
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maybe loved the hand that did the hitting
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I'm sure the guy's so proud to be a father
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and his son will live just like another one
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Growing up in jail. Father,can you alert us when we fail?
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Help us, God - help us find the way, save us
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from ourselves - take that pain away.
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Listen - help us, God
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See, he never will forgive the hitter
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Life just slipped him a pill - and it tastes bitter
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Growing up in midless vino's talking
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he will be convinced that he is walking
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while crawling on his knees, hoping this is the only way it is
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So help us, God - help us find the way, save us
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from ourselves - take this pain away, take us
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to your heart - guide us all the way, teach us
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Help us, God - help us find the way, save us
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Help us, God
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Help Us God
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