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LYRICS
PARKING LOT PROPHET
Pull
into the parking lot and survey for an empty space
Watch as all the people pass me by
Wheel into an empty slot and look into an empty face
Say grace and fall in line but don't know why
Look into their empty eyes and shudder as I realize
that they don't know what all this really means
Listen and I sympathize and wonder why I'm still suprised
these simple truths are still so hard to see
I am free of me
I am free indeed
Waste away the prayers and praises filled with the right thougths &
phrases
making sure they see me at my best
Sometimes there and sometimes vacant sometimes when it comes my way
I say grace and fall in line but don't know why
I am free of me
I am free indeed
Yes I confess I hold you in contempt
for your legalism and your lies
Yes I digress into this wilderness
So fond of this world I leave behind
Which of these measures will we use?
Which of these voices will we choose?
My compass is spinning and I can't find my bearing
I find myself staring into space
I'm tired of consuming this liquid diet
My soul is quiet
I can't even hear myself SCREAM
I'm tired of nursing this broken spirit
Lord can't you hear it as I sing?
As I sing...
I am free of me
I am free indeed...
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