Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Sometimes eleven is a big number

I saw what I saw and I can't forget it
I heard what I heard and I can't go back 
I know what I know and I can't deny it
something on the road cut me to the soul

your pain has changed me
your dream inspires
your face a memory
your hope a fire
your courage asks me what I'm afraid of
and what I know of love

we've done what we've done and we can't erase it
we are what we are and it's more than enough
we have what we have but it's no substitution

I say what I say with no hesitation
I have what I have but I'm giving it up
I do what I do with deep conviction

your courage asks me what I'm made of
your courage asks me what I'm afraid of
and what I know of love
and what I know of God

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