There will be no more running round for me
No more backing down, you see
Whatever life's in store for me
I'll get through.
There'll be no more going half the way
But I'll listen to this thing I say
Whatever ties they bound to me
I'll cut through them
Now I've found some
Grace beneath the judge's gavel
Grace among my brothers on the firing line
Grace upon this road less traveled
Grace beneath the pines the pines
Grace beneath the pines
There'll be no more running round for me
No more going down you see
The line is drawn by my enemy
But I stay behind it
There'll be no more lifting half the weight
My will is strong my back is straight
Whatever lies they told to me
I'll see through them
Now I've found some
Grace beneath the judge's gavel
Grace among my brothers on the firing line
Grace upon this road less traveled
Grace beneath the pines the pines
Grace beneath the pines
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There'll be no more running round for me
No more going down, you see
I'll get through this
I'll get through this
I'll get through this
I'll get through this
I'll get through this
I'll get through this
Now I've found some
Grace beneath the judge's gavel
Grace among my brothers on the firing line
Grace upon this road less traveled
Grace beneath the pines the pines
Grace beneath the pines

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