MAN
I need to walk on my own
yeah, my legs need to be strong
like an oak tree
yeah, no one helping me
turn the key
into the sea
well, actually
nobody
except for God
yeah, as I wept
on water
as a daughter
of the most high
yeah, because I'm walking
without a try
before I die
my oh my
how I wanna fly
to Galilee to see
if ooowee
my legs
would suddenly shift
into the greatest gift
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