There's an old man sitting on a lonely park bench
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He doesn't have a place to stay
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And there's a woman who's living all by herself now
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Since her husband left one day
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Seems like we're all just pawns
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In a game that has no rules
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And I keep wondering, am I the biggest fool
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There's an unborn child who never had a chance
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Since convenience took its toll
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And there's a guy who lost his house and wife and kids
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Since the bottle took control
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It just goes on and on
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Who knows when it will end
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And I can't stop thinking
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Is it all the same? 'Cause nothing ever changes, oh
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Under the sun I can't seem to find what I need, oh
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You know it's all the same
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Because they're only different faces, oh
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Under the sun I can't seem to find any peace
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There was a man who came and lived a perfect life
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He came to give it all away
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And the people clung to every word He said
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Oh, until that final day
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And then they nailed Him to a bloody tree
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And He hung and bled
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And died there just for me
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He was not the same
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Because He gave his life so freely, oh
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He was God's Son
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But as my world was spinning 'round
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I saw His grace as it came down
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To dwell within to make a change
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Oh thank You Lord, I'm not the same
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And now I'm not the same
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Because the love He gives has changed me, oh
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Now I walk in peace inside, oh
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You know I'm not the same because
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He placed His life within me, oh
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Without a doubt I know I'm free, yeah, I am free
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I am free, I am free, I am free
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All The Same
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| Big Daddy Weave |
