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These Ordinary Days |
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Not much
for conversation, I still find need to pray. Sometimes I get tired of walking through these ordinary days. If nothing else I get to see you even if we never speak. The harm of words is sometimes we don't quite know what they really mean. I don't
know where, I don't know how. Let me
lay down in this field and stare up at the sky. I don't
know where, I don't know how. I don't
know where, I don't know how. I don't
know where, I don't know how. Your
love can make these things better. |