Praying For The Ten
Wake up in the morning and say my prayers
Head to the kitchen ’cause my coffee’s there
Sit on the porch in my rocking chair
Praying for the Ten, putting love in the air
Sun coming up, world still quiet
Ego talking loud, but I don’t buy it
Heart feels heavy, mind ain’t clear
So I lean on the friends that I hold dear
Some days strong, some days weak
Some days I fall, can’t even speak
But I remember why I’m not alone
We build one heart from broken stone
I don’t pray for gold, I don’t pray for fame
I pray we stay true through joy and pain
If I lose my way, pull me back again
I live, I breathe, for the Ten
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