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Brother, have you lost your way Or is it just my imagination You always seemed to have everything so together Answers for everyone else Pretty melodies and moving verse But you’re looking worse for wear Brother, is that fear in your eyes Or is it resignation All those causes you fought for remain As the years slip away Life grows shorter every day There’s no escaping the march of time Feel the spirit within you stir That’s the voice of the Lord saying Surrender to me Call it conscience Call it what you will You can’t purchase grace It’s free But you must believe