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Jun 17, 2005 00:54

don't say a word
don't you grow tired of trying to be heard
it's like trying to fit the ocean in a cup
it's like trying to stop a raging river with your hands
it's like trying to capture the sunlight in a box
it's like trying to hide the mighty mountains with a leaf
it's not what i've been told, no
it's lies, lies, lies that i have been told
He's so much more than what you can hold
No, no. Jesus, He's not that old church down the road
No, he's not your friends that say they know
No, no. No, no. He's not your religion that can be so cold
He's like nothing that you've ever known
He's like nothing that you've ever known
He's like nothing that you've ever known
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