The rat king sits upon his throne of a thousand skulls,
gives all he's got to convict doom on the dead man in the boat.
But looking back, One will notice the last words the dead man penned.
He gave his once empty soul to the Almighty, and practiced this nightly.
Sincerely signals of love surround a joyful surrender.
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I am the lonely bird on the powerline.
I am the lonely homeless man holding the sign.
Just take one look at this town, and it'll make you frown.
I wanna live, I wanna give.
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There is the abandoned, forsaken boy.
Secluded, solitary, reclusive. Oh, what an outcast from joy.
Raging wars of hatred and lonesome in his head.
Wondering what happens when he's dead.
Suddenly hits rock bottom and retracts his rejected heart into a harden.
Thereafter, he identifies how to stop blame and grant pardon.
For he catches glimpse of a Love that no one could fathom.
He sees the One who parted the seas.
Discovering that there is someone who loves him dearly.
The Lord with no confines and is with him every step of life.
Sincerely signals of love surround a joyful surrender.
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I am the lonely bird on the powerline.
I am the lonely homeless man holding the sign.
Just take one look at this town and it'll make you frown
I wanna live, I wanna give.
Let go, and let God. For tomorrows never promised.