.The dirt in this place has filled my eyes
And I can't see, no I can't see a thing
Perhaps this next step will take me home
Or for all I know, lead me to certain death
Pretty Sunday, wooden pews
Word of God, healing for my soul
Friday night, rusty park bench
Laughter .
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