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I sit here feeling sorry for myself

Seems like everything is going no where

But as I read, and I search for the answers

I read a few lines that says it could be worse

then I defeat these depressing spirits with these words



I want to be free in the clouds, him washing over me

I want my soul to be set free

I crave cleansing of the hurting

that has seemed to build this wall around me

A wall that can only be broken down

with his this gift I've found by searching

for a deeper expression of my soul

Now I know, with him I know where my life will go



I look at this world

A judgemental spirit seems to take over me

I keep to myself, not letting myself to become free

I call unto his word I give this speech



I know without God's grace I would be lost

Without his guiding hand I know I would be lost in the crowds



I want to be free in the clouds, him washing over me

I want my soul to be set free

I crave cleansing of the hurting

that has seemed to build this wall around me

A wall that can only be broken down

with his this gift I've found by searching

for a deeper expression of my soul

Now I know, with him I know where my life will go



Treasures will be stored where they can not rust

treasures and mansions of the holy spirit

with music that will fill the air, will be ever lasting

I'll have the biggest drumset I could imagine

and its all thanks to him, for setting me free in the clouds