We all are vessels of amity But we want to wrestle With our own destiny
Our own salvation Is a narrow road Paved with explanations It's starting to erode
Lay it down, lay it down Lay it down, lay it down
We are perfected as ancient trees But we feel rejected Like a new disease
What will it take for us to see We're not a mistake Or a losing plea (if we)
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