If it gets any worse, I’ll say a prayer

Who cares if I feel so down today?

My two feet tall faith will get me by

It will know all the right things to say

Being me isn’t easy

I pay some price, every now and then;

But I guess I’ll not have it any other way

Not as long,

As my two feet tall faith remembers all the right things to say

Wrongs and rights, all blurred for me

Into a thin red line of deep cynical mystery

Now I am living the dictates of my mind;

Stealing some peace, now,

Getting by sometimes just breathing, and telling me

Anyhow,

It’s just another day

Two feet tall faith please know what to say

Stop, breathe

Fight but never leave

This is your life

The only place in the world you call home;

Sometimes your way

Sometimes their way

Anyway

Everything’s ok

Just so long the two feet tall faith knows what to stay

There is grace as long as the faith will say

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