you never know the wake of your crime
but when all the gates have closed and you're tired
you stand a while by the fire and it burns bright
a while, while sit quiet
inside your soul
your eyes open up
to the silent, through the silence
far, far from here
I never know the state that you're in
but it's obvious your climbin' in your skin
but I know i will walk across
when inside feels right
inside your soul
your eyes open up
to the silent, through the silence
cause i want you to know that I don't (God made man and his reasons)
cause I want you to know that I don't (God made man and his reasons)
cause i want you to know that I don't (God made man and his reasons)
cause I want you to know that I don't (God made man and his reasons)

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