.Silent the sermon sits still, soaks up a story,
A tale about love and truth in excess.
And when the faces drop expressionless and empty eyes,
It's an early Monday morning in a Sunday dress.
You're never going to get to heal this,
You're stuck between the white and black.
You've.
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