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The Old Man

for years i had learned to hold him down swore i would never bring him around dug a big hole and threw him in never looked back , a new life had begun gonna live right for you , and the kingdom that i knew but on that day , just like any other day woke up to the fleeting thought of how it used to be , got cought up in the same old guy the ground was breached , the ole man cried free at last , i bought the lie for it was the time my soul would die and now the old man sighed i have freely given into this guy who was so wrong that it felt alright and now he is taken over my light is fading slower in the glow of my redeemer seems all is lost , from a pit i was tossed as i looked at this rockey bottom i realize that i have not forgotten the creator of the heavens and the earth by your hand you lift me up it was you who never gave up when i thirst you gave me your cup and i say i need you now on my knees i fall apart from this point i make a start to forgive myself and bury the old man again with you i finally make my stand so when he lifts his old guy head breach the ground of the dead it is you i will lean on for the old man was here now he is gone i am free

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