Decisions grow into visions End up in prisons... Little decisions Ive gotta find me a preacher man Ive gotta make decisions Maybe hell show me a vision of the day he was risen And Ill rise right out of this prison Maybe hell decide Let the Devil ride Its his decision And the way Im livin I know Ive been sinnin So bring on a vision of the day he was risen Can I rise right out of this prison? Consider me delinquently? Well in better times With less on my mind A vision of the day I was risen When I tell myself Im forgiven I will rise right out of this prison In better times With less on my mind
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