Father & SonWritten by Kim Buchanan
You step into a room full of glass. The images represent of someone elses past. Youre looking for answers, but theyre not clear. Is that spirit youre searching, anywhere near? Do you need to belong ? Belong to your fathers theological song ? Youre told that its right, but could it be wrong? Your soul gets the squeeze when it breathes within this belt. Redemption theyre dealing riddles you with guilt. Youre looking for answers in your little black book. Perhaps nows the time to take another look! Do you need to belong ? Belong to your fathers theological song? Youre told that its right, but what if its wrong? Your questions are weapons that terrify these walls. Convictions are formed in some unlikely halls. Your looking for answers, youll be in their prayers. Remember to whisper, sanctify their lair. Do you need to belong? Belong to your fathers illogical song ? Youre told that its right, but what if its wrong ?
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