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Raise your head
God has found you,
Look at all the chains
that have grown around you
And a pure white aura crowns you,
For you were on the
merry-go-round, too.
Do you often ask the questions;
Why life is filled
with endless rejections.
You look up and see a million stars
And you wish just one
would get you that far.
For you’ve been through
all the scenes
And you hold your head now
and your memory screams.
And you just want to
have some peace
In the middle of the chaos
that has increased.
And you’re counting on
a million friends
To get you through
if your energy descends
And you stand on a lonely street
Not knowing who it is you’ll meet.
And then an angel walks bye
And you see his wings
and you want to say, ‘hi.’
But you have no words to say
And you wait again for another day.
For you know
there are riches in heaven
And you’re growing like
the bread with leaven
And now you’ve seen
the dead that walk;
Suddenly like a baby
you can talk.
Raise your head
God has found you,
Look at all the chains
that have grown around you
And a pure white aura crowns you,
For you were on the
merry-go-round, too.
And a pure white aura crowns you,
For you were on the
merry-go-round, too.
And a pure white aura crowns you,
For you were on the
merry-go-round, too.