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Well, the end is right
Yet the world gets by
While they fill my skies with junk
Still celestial bodies spinning out the sun
I'll bring in your deliverance as one
And the wound, it starts
How to age this ox
Come and take my body
So far, so far
'Cause home may be calling
A home, some other love
But there's a new day, witness
I'm lost
Pour the sticky pine
Build some other mind
'Cause faith ain't enough, ain't enough
For as God's my pilot
I need Him to make the chance
To round my escape from this isle
Well, the end is right
Yet the world gets by
While they fill my skies with goodbyes
Still celestial bodies spinning out the sun
I'll bring in your deliverance as one
They'll bring in your deliverance as one, as one
They'll bring in your deliverance as one, as one
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