Blessed by a church you molded with you hands
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They send you up that hill
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While you wait for change
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A clever distraction
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You lose your name and all it's worth
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But something does change
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We blame the ones we love
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A clever lie
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I'll keep running after you
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But I always seem to stumble over what I've become
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I'll keep running after you
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There's something healing in the silence when I'm alone with you
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His church is the body, but where is the blood
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He's centering himself inside the castles built with mud
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He's full of cheap, cheap grace
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But as for faith
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He has none
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I'll keep running after you
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But I always seem to stumble over what I've become
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I'll keep running after you
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There's something healing in the silence when I'm alone with you
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Mon Dieu it's a celebration
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Cause I'm coming back to you
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I'm coming back
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I'll keep running after you
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But I always seem to stumble over what I've become
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I'll keep running after you
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There's something healing in the silence when I'm alone with you
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Cause in our faith we come together and make a change for the better
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I was living alone
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I cannot tell you why
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But I found out
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I love you more
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Jill Plays Tricks, Jack Plays God
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| Sent By Ravens |
