Trying to play keep-ey up
And also not look down
Plenty to be thankful of
To find the middle ground
Someplace in between the high
That never seems to last
And the deepest darkest nights
As faith we hold steadfast
If we look with open eyes
Maybe we can see
We've already won the prize
My soul's already free
11/21/25
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