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Interlude III (This is All This is Life)

This is all
I am not afraid of this life;
This is OK with me;
This is all
All that it is;
This is life this is OK with me;

This, this, this is I'm not afraid
This is, this is, this is all
And it's not OK
Love and life is not by me;
This is how I survived, my misery;
This is my life realized
This is OK with me
This is all, all that it is
This is life. . . .

Interlude IV (Glory, Glorious Day)

Glory, glorious, glorious day;
Glory, glorious, glorious day;
Pain, pain, pains shine as the rays of sun;
glory, Holy grievous  time of;
Hurt, hunger, I shall be contrite
I shall not, I shall not, and I shall not be revised
Glory, glory;
Glory, glorious, glorious day;
Glory, glorious, glorious day;
Pain, pain, pains shine as the rays of sun;
glory, Holy grievous time of;
Hurt, hunger, I shall be contrite;
I shall not, I shall not, and I shall not be revised;
Glory, Glory;
 (Glory, Glorious Day)

07/18/75
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
from music composed and arranged by Chip Davis
words conceived around the Fresh Aire Album 
Mannheim Steamroller

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