Driftwood
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Unaware of the ugly issues around me
I was young and supposedly free
There wasn't much I had to worry about
Not much to do but have fun
Those days are over now
Broken free means plunging into reality
Oh if I had the choice… I might have chosen the blue pill
Sometimes I wonder if it's really worth it
To be relieved of my false, yet dreamy past life
He said I'm storing up treasures in high places
But Lord, I'm suffering down here
At this exact moment, at this exact time
Help me clear the clouds that overshadow my freedom
I am drifting I am drifting
and forgetting... forgetting...
Pull the ideal perspective back to me
Help my unbelief
So whatever the trouble, whatever the toil… I will remember…
You love me
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