08/09/08
These thoughts that I’ve got
More often than not
Fighting a duel
Inside my mind, raging unkind,
And more often than not,
I play the fool.
The people who know cannot help me.
The people who care cannot help me.
The people who can do not help me.
The point and the truth I can’t find.
Chorus:
Maybe it’s this way for a reason.
Maybe the reason is the way I am.
Maybe I’m meant to think for a thousand,
and maybe this curse is a gift in my hand.
Verse 2:
The doubts and questions that fill up my mind
and never seem to let go of me,
are the stones of the bridge ‘cross the ocean of life,
and force me to search to be free.
The people who know cannot help me.
The people who care cannot help me.
The people who can do not help me.
The point and the truth I can’t find.
Chorus:
Maybe it’s this way for a reason.
Maybe the reason is the way I am.
Maybe I’m meant to think for a thousand,
and maybe this curse is a gift in my hand.
Verse 3:
Then you tell me the way I’m meant to be free
And you show me the truth through the lies
In your eyes shines the light on my dark mystery
Now I know where I’ll go when I die
If I take every thought and the doubts that surround me
and drown them with thoughts from above,
I’ll find the peace in the storms, I just know it
and the Hands that possess me with love.
Chorus:
Now I know it’s this way for a reason.
And the reason is the way I am.
You show me the pathway right through the darkness,
And you take me by holding my hand.
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