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Thursday, October 6
when I pray, I
thank God I'm not the one.
how could You walk when
You went down that dusty street
how could You speak when
all Your friends checked out
how could You love
after the great betrayal
how could You reach out
when they nailed You down
true as true can be
that's what they say
You are to me when I'm so fake
does Your heart ache
if I had been the one
I would not have been that strong
if I had been the one, yeah,
I'd have been long gone
how could You hang on
with Your mama crying
how could You keep on
breathing in and out
how could You watch while
Your whole world was dying
did it all happen cause we let You down?
and all the things we think of
as eternal would come undone
all I have to say when I'm praying is
thank God I'm not the one
the afters.