Try not to think too hard now
Don't let the past come to the front
In the end it's what you wanted
The same desire in different font
The ones you look upon for guidance
Might just lead you far away
Who's to know when the light begins
Who's to know just what to say?
So when the voices come to beckon
And the tongues they speak are sweet
Just know that everything is perfect
Even as you start to bleed
Giving in to better reason
Where your faith comes into play
Ask yourself, can you imagine
Having it any other way?
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