A drug softened mind greets me on the telephone
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Going back in time to places I'd rather leave behind
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Pictures in my heart of where I'd be in the other side
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I could be with you a lone crusader simply passing through
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And I know that when I smile it's a smile from my heart
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And although that I'm not far down the road to where you are
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I'm taking small steps to glory with my Lord
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Upstairs and in my mind restless spirits try to pull me down
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Behind your tears you smile and behind your smile I see a restless fire
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I'm sick of fooling you my outside world is not who I am
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To pierce this outer shell the inner garden it seems so frail
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We've been fed the lie for so long
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Don't go feeling with your heart
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Generations scared to risk love
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So they simply play the part
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Well I'm not scared to walk around
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With my heart out on my sleeve
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Bringing peace and words of sorrow
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To the hearts that I have bruised
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Small Steps
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| Paul Colman |
