In This Life
as everything seems to get better
god drowns me once again
all that's been asked for
is a little light
yet darkest prevails and hides my sight
good things happen so rarely
but always cast aside so quick
my heart still pumps
my blood still flows
though my mind has fallen ill
In this life
this life called mine
good things happen rarely
yet they're cast aside
just bring me hope
that will last a life time
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