"Blind"

 "Blind"

Jars Of Clay

Cynical, just your way

You play the doubting Thomas

Feel the scars and wipe the stains

So you fight, and retreat

And talk yourself out of believing

In any peace that you can't see

Blind words you call

Blind words will fall

You're logical, you can't find

Any reason to believe in love, you are

Blind

Crucify, and deny pass the blame and burn

The mission

Till dust remains and wash your hands

Blind words you call

Blind words will fall

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