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I have these moments all steady and strong
I’m feeling so holy and humble The next thing I know, I’m all worried and weak And I feel myself starting to crumbleThe meanings get lost, and the teachings get tossed
And you don’t know what you’re gonna do next You wait for the sun but it never quite comesSome kind of message comes through to you
Some kind of message comes throughAnd it says to you
Love when you can
Cry when you have to Be who you must That’s a part of the plan Await your arrival With simple survival andOne day, we’ll all understand
I had a woman who gave me her soul
But I wasn’t ready to take it Her heart was so fragile and heavy to hold And I was afraid I might break itYour conscience awakes and you see your mistakes
And you wish someone would buy your confessions The days miss their mark, and the night gets so darkAnd some kind of message comes through to you
Some kind of message shoots through And it says to youLove when you can
Cry when you have to Be who you must That’s a part of the plan Await your arrival With simple survival andOne day, we’ll all understand
There is no Eden or heavenly gates
That you’re gonna make it to one day But all of the answers you seek can be found In the dreams that you dream on the way
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