This morning I sat to read the paper, the fog was lifting a little late. Each day someone was dying, and that's all I seem to notice. Lord Separate me from this mess, the world is dying its just that clear. The separation of You from us, its killing me, its killing us. Chorus: Look on, forward to the end. Press on, cause this time we wont be stopped. Forgiveness in You is the next hardest thing, then giving your life for strangers. A lasting impression can fuel this move, and love will always over com
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