"When life's river
Becomes a trickling stream
I've got to remember
He will make a way to find the sea..."Come To Me
"Wasn't it yesterday I was eight years old
A pocket full of rocks
That I knew were made of solid gold
There were girls to be hated..."Declaration
"Verse One
Miracles Follow The Plow
When We're Willing To Break New Ground
And How The Fields Turn White..."|
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