And where is that part
That houses all my fear
And which is the road that I take from here
Where is this world, where is this world
Where is my seam to find the picture of things
Thursday, May 7, 2009
"They say that I can move the mountains. And send them crashing into the sea. They say that I can walk on water. If I would follow and believe with faith like a child" -jars of clay
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