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| − | ''(A song by [[Michael W. Smith]])''
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| − | Another question in me
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| − | One for the powers that be
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| − | It's got me thrown and so I put on my poker face
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| − | And try to figure it out
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| − | This undeniable doubt
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| − | A common occurrence, feeling so out of place
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| − | Guarded and cynical now
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| − | Can't help but wondering how
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| − | My heart evolved into a rock beating inside of me
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| − | So I reel, such a stomach ordeal, where's that feeling that I don't feel
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| − | There was a boy who had the faith to move a mountain
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| − | And like a child he would believe without a reason
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| − | Without a trace, he disappeared into the void and
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| − | I've been searching for that missing person
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| − | Under a lavender moon
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| − | So many thoughts consume me
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| − | That dim the glowing light that once burned so bright in me
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| − | Is this a radical phase
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| − | The problematical age
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| − | That keeps me running from all that I used to be
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| − | Is there a way to return
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| − | Is there a way to unlearn
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| − | That kind of knowledge that's chipping away at my soul
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| − | I've been gone too long
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| − | Will I ever find my way home
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| − | There was a boy who had the faith to move a mountain
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| − | And like a child he would believe without a reason
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| − | Without a trace, he disappeared into the void and
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| − | I've been searching for that missing person
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| − | He used to want to try to walk the straight and narrow
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| − | He had a fire and he could feel it in the marrow
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| − | It's been a long time and I haven't seen him lately
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| − | But I've been searching for that missing person
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| − | {{song}}
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