2003-08-06 - 7:59 a.m.
once upon a time
back when I was just a young boy
I messed around with a lot of things
I played with life like it was a toy
.
I fooled around
until I was drownin'
(drownin' in sin)
.
well, I reached for this and then I reached for that
I fed myself on sin until I didn't know where it was at
kickin' round with other people, livin' a life of lies
I was someone very easy to despise
the devil he ran me like a donkey chasin' a carrot on a string
I thought I knew what was wrong with everything
.
then one day I want you to know I met someone
so real, soul feel, as if my life has just begun
retaining all the good, took away the bad,
even on my worst day now it's better than the best I had
.
.
.
there's a way to keep a treasure
far beyond all worldly measure
not a soul could take it even if they tried
.
there's a magic in the mix
an instantaneous head-heart fix
a funeral service for a soul that died
.
and I will never mourn the loss
of that which stunk upon the cross
no more than I would miss an excised tumor
.
for there a super magnet drew
all the refuse mankind knew
I tell you folks this isn't just a rumor
.
wouldn't trade this treasure for a short-lived life as ruler
it's not something that you measure by your noodle or your tooler
don't think of staind glass windows or you'll miss the entire thing
this isn't pomp and circumstance, nor ragtime choir sing
it's more like waking up on a sunny cool spring day
and feeling like a child again with nothing in the way.
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