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Swirling thoughts that I cannot catch go racing in my mind
Like reaching for the moon and stars only to be left behind
I see who I am and see who you are and I do try to be kind
You must understand that I do what I can, if only I had a sign

Flying over sharpened rocks as I’m running from this thing
I cannot fathom my old thoughts as I continue on to sing
If I could fly I’d soar up high but, I do not have a wing
And so I fall on the hard, cold ground and fumble with this ring

I need to find myself but, I am here as I’ve always been
A little lost with good direction fleeing from my sin
As I have cried so I have smiled and laughed as did my friend
And so it seems I’m looking but, where do I begin?