Reality Is Usually Odd

Hey what's that you say? I could never find a place to run away--well that's the worst news I've heard all day.

Hey what's that you say? I could never find a place to hide me face--well that's not good news for a man so full of disgrace.

But I can't help but think maybe things will change for this ship that waivers course many times a day. You say there's Someone here who can anchor in its place the tongue that sails faster than the thinking of its brain.

I'd like to meet Him...I've opened up familiar doors that I thought were locked up tight. I've passed them countless times before. And I thought I knew what was inside 'til I took a look for myself, and there was everything I needed.

I'd held the key to a life where eyes distinguish between sin and sinner. You gave me life twice and hope countless times and faith expressing itself through love.

Besides being complicated reality is usually odd. I would not be surprised if You'd started confused like the rest of us. But You did not leave things there; You dealt with our despair.

Hey what's that you say? I could never find a place to run away--well that's the best news that I've heard all day.

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