Reaching always reaching
Never reaching solid ground
Seeking always seeking
Never seeking what I've found
Hey, baptize my mind
Hey, baptize my mind
Hey, baptize my mind
For these seeds to give birth to life
First it must die
Both my hands are filled with guilt
Be my absolution
Both my eyes are blind with filth
Be my absolution
Jon Foreman, Baptize My Mind
I know You're with me, I know.
20.11.09
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