Okay, okay I get it
I'm talking to you, God
I see your plan for me, I get it now,
okay?
I know you're going to keep me in
humble circumstances
keep turning the screws
I know you're going to keep knocking me
down until there's no fight left
maybe its arrogance you wish me to rid
myself of
arrogance in thinking that by worrying
and dwelling upon, I can change myself and the world
I can see myself as the old man you
want me to become
old but wise and still alive and vital
and creating
and this man, the man you want me to
become, he lets almost everything go by him
he doesn't rush out to defend
everything he holds dear every time someone disagrees with him
most of the time he just nods his head
and says, “Maybe you're right.”
So I get it, I get it
But I still can't seem to take anything
on faith
You know that
And you also know that, as such, I have
to live my life the way it makes sense to me from moment to moment
Maybe it's fight, maybe it's heart,
maybe it's dull arrogance, maybe it's all three;
but no matter what it is
if there's something in me that
shouldn't be there
You're gonna have to beat it out of me
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