We will pray for the same tree
Holding hands connected and free
A few years ago we’d laugh at this
Now making time for prayer we don’t miss
Such a big change from cutting our wrists
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No 4Loco cans littering the living room
No bong taking up the afternoon
We pray for renewed minds
Carefully redeeming the times
We were born for times like these
Planted here in history
Surely not to get drunk and high
Waste every day and night away wave bye
No we will pray under the same tree
Ambassadors for Jesus we bow our knees
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Life ain’t about a bank account
Life ain’t about a pretty house
Life ain’t about the next high
Life ain’t about daydreaming head in the sky
Life ain’t about physical pleasure
Life ain’t about, what we’ve been told
See how it quickly gets old in its pattern
A few years ago we’d laugh at this.
