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To take and to take not to be as one is

To have and to have not to be as Christ is my

World it fadeth but it never fades away I’ve

Never felt so alive as on this my dying day...

Fish dont belong in bowls birds don't belong

In a cage me I believe this I believe they rage

Men dont belong in prison god don't belong

On a page me I believe this I believe they rage

I live the wind...

I stand here frozen and stare into your eye

To see a son so chosen now hanging crucified

I look across this city the jobs and cars and

Cash I gaze into the past and foresee my

Aftermath winter winds they warm me still

I stand here cold 1990’s children is my god so

Old people cry for freedom to sin livers of

The world come and live the wind!