Mustard Seed
I carry this burden, this weight round my neck
I’ve carried it so long, it’s left scars, sure, you can check
I am searching to find some new way to lighten my load
Without feeling the guilt of doing as you’re told
I wrestle inside me for what might be right
It seems sometimes I am not willing to fight
A signal, a something, I want to receive
And perhaps then I’d be willing to believe
If I just relax, sit back and think it all through
I have the answer I am sure, let me tell you
No need to go looking any further than here; I haven’t yet tried
All that I need, everything is waiting, it is all right inside
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