There's an old man living in the back of your woods tonight
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You forgot he was even there, but you've never slipped his mind
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Hes living off of scraps of you you never knew you left behind
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And as the sun goes down, he rises with a smile
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Hes waiting on the night to fall
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The old mans coming to call
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You don't see the writing on the wall
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Hell never step out in the light
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No, hes just biding time
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And while you slumber, hes gonna come and take it all
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Hes waiting on the night to fall
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Hes waiting on the night to fall
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He knows you have the answers, but Truth lies dusty on your shelf
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And the sword that you could slay him with has become an ornament and nothing else
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You could put him back down in his hole in the ground, but he knows you never will
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Hes been around so long you got used to the smell
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He knows hell never have your soul
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But he will gladly rob you blind
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While you're feasting at his table, hell tie your hands and numb your mind
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Hell take you farther than you wanna go
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Hell keep you longer than you wanna stay
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And it will cost you more than you ever thought you'd pay
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Hes waiting on the night
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Hes waiting on the night to fall
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The old mans coming to call
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But you don't see, you don't see the writing on the wall
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Hes waiting on the night
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Hes waiting on the night to fall
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Hes waiting on the night to fall
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Waiting On The Night To Fall
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Casting Crowns |