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Like an Ironclad putting up defenses
As a hurt neighbor setting up fences
Iím a kid with bad candy
Running, dropping, making it sandy
My hearts torn in three
None of the pieces go to me
Lord give me something, Iím so trusting
Change my position, this ship is rusting
Give me something to think about
I express my emotions, I scream and shout
If I must Iíll put my heart on a shelf
The way Iím living Iím killing myself
Bubbling, flipping, creaking, ripping
Oh Lord, look at my ship tipping
I took down my defenses and now
The cargo I let on is sinking my bow
I took down my wall
Now I will fall
Iím here in the trenches, so please call
If you say its safe, out I will crawl
Iím fighting a battle in my head
Bullets flying, the sting of lead
I will perish if I donít get reprieve
Its what happens when you wear your heat on your sleeve
Iím as lucky as a one leaf clover
Why do I try, I know itís over
She won the battle, the war, the crusade
Iím lying, dying, half in the shade
Oh God take me home, itís what I deserve
Iím in opposition, I donít have the nerve
Behind the wheel, canít make myself swerve
Ice on the road, too fast for the curve
Headline news, but soon forgotten
If it wasnít for his only begotten
Itís something to love, live, and die for
I couldnít see that as the kid on the shore
Foresight Iím lacking, experience Iím not
Fighting a battle, who cares if Iím shot?
I lived for Jesus, I really did
Ever since that day as a kid.


------
Carter Walker Reeb


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