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This morning I sat to read the paper,
the fog was lifting a little late.
Each day someone was dying,
and that's all I seem to notice.
Lord Separate me from this mess,
the world is dying its just that clear.
The separation of You from us,
its killing me, its killing us.
Chorus: Look on,
forward to the end.
Press on,
cause this time we wont be stopped.
Forgiveness in You is the next hardest thing,
then giving your life for strangers.
A lasting impression can fuel this move,
and love will always over come
This morning I sat to read the paper,   the fog was lifting a little late.   Each day someone was dying,   and that's all I seem to notice.   Lord Separate me from this mess,   the world is dying its just that clear.   The separation of You from us,   its killing me, its killing us.   Chorus: Look on,   forward to the end.   Press on,   cause this time we wont be stopped.   Forgiveness in You is the next hardest thing,   then giving your life for strangers.   A lasting impression can fuel this move,   and love will always over come
 
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