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God, our Father
I'm wrapped in a robe of
in Your glory
That spreads its wings over my
May I be worthy,

not a morning I begin without
A thousand questions through my mind
That I don't try to the reason
And the logic in the world that God

The why a bird was given wings
If not to fly and the sky
With every song it
What's right or wrong, I belong
Within the of things

And why have eyes see and arms that reach
Unless meant to know there's something more
If not to for the meaning of it all
Then tell me what a is for?

Why the wings unless you're meant to fly
And tell me please, why have a
If not to why?

And me where
is it written what it is I'm meant to be?
That I dare
To have the chance to pick the of every tree

Or have my
Of sweet imagined possibility?
Just me where, tell me where?

If I were only meant to tend the
Then why does my imagination
Across the mountains and the
the make-believe of any fairy tale

Why the thirst if not to drink the wine?
And what a waste to a taste
Of things that can't be

And me where
Where is it written what it is I'm to be?
That I can't
To find the in the mornings that I see

Or have my
Of every sweet possibility
Just tell me where, is it written
Tell me where, or if it's written