Compunction Punction What's Your Function

For what's your duty or your own felt obligation In the so making me see of such degradation Why were you sent and just why are you here But oh what it has meant to have you so near Opening up my mind in accepting the heart As the two combine they become one part Shuttering pride to make room for the light Despite what I try showing me what's right Rarely ever invited you often burst right in Just as man's delighteded in his own sin But for who and why have you been sent In always being so true in what is meant Why often late after all is said and past Changing my fate by changing my cast As why you're here I can now clearly see He holds me dear wanting me to be free