These demons inside my head I can’t quiet them. I can’t silence them. They’ve won this battle over my mind:
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His Carpenter Hands
For those with a broken heart and broken dreams
These demons inside my head I can’t quiet them. I can’t silence them. They’ve won this battle over my mind:
For those with a broken heart and broken dreams
I want to be rich. Rich in love, rich in health, rich in laughter, rich in adventure and rich in knowledge. You?
Not wild one, just a mild one
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Because we’re all recovering from something.
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