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But By Me
No way out, no other way to go To the Father, but by Me, the Son Of Man, The Father wants you to know Your Teacher and Brother My Father wants you to know That I love you, i'm one that carries you across times sands With me there's no way around, where the blood red ferns grow in the wasteland There's nothing to give but what is worthwhile and of feelings sound No hope to give? Try but a little closer-bound, and Neither bleed nor burn Will your heart truly know No hope! I'll never be unable to give the table a turn Time after time I will be there, (I) want you to know (I) will even play it on the mall radio (for all to hear)when you are in despair a private smile to show So sing and hum, a psalm of thanksgiving and give Life a turn No other way out, to no other should you turn With me there's no way around, where the blood red ferns grow Where I was pierced and crowned and made myself, the mold There's nothing to give but what is worthwhile and of feelings sound No hope to give? Try but a little closer-bound No direction, no way home? To the heart, but your piece of soul shine My name is the keepsake of Kings and Prophets, thrones and the like You don't know me? You can only ignore me for so long These stardust patterns of strata and Auroras mirror on your face, lines of worry will be erased, Done It won't be long
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