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We started out on a beach



looking at the eternity of miles ahead,



but at first I didnt follow your lead.



I didn't go where you lead.



My walk went on a different path.



A path that lead to anger, hate, and depression



because I didn't know you.



I thought it was your mission



to destroy my life,



and what I wanted to do.



Little did I know



that you were watching,



and waiting for me to go



so you could catch me in the end.



My walk nearly killed me four times.



Each time you were there,



and when I forgot my lines



it was you who gave me the strength to bear.



Back then I was too blind, too hateful to see



that you were there,



and you really did love me.



But now to this point my walk brings me.



When I have the knowledge, and the skill,



but I need your help to have the will.



Lord now I know you don't hate me,



and you never try to bait me



into doing things I don't wish to do,



and it was you who showed me in my walk



the way, the life, and the truth



so that now with you it is that I choose to walk.