And the story goes ….

And the story goes………

And the story goes…. like this…
I used to think god would save me, from the monsters in my mind I used to think I was a savior, bringing joy and sacrifice. Now I know there is no virture, learning all the ways of love. whether hell, is in the earth, whether heaven is up above whether we will learn to live, whether we will choose to die. If I ever give you something, let it be my last goodbye. And the story goes…. like this… I used to think mother mary had a boy and called him son. I used to think a silver lining, lay behind a deadly cloud. soft words spoken gently, turn a sinful man away. Lost words never spoken, traps your soul eternally. In a dream I saw a savior. In the day, I saw a light One is real in science fiction. One is real inside your soul. One is real, one is psyche. Which one is real? which one is right? One is real, one is psyche. Which one is real? which one is right? And the story goes….. like this… And the story goes….. like this…

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Words & music by randy1
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