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Word of the Soul

from Word of the Soul by Chalk Dinosaur

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Do you believe in all the things that you do?
Do you believe that you still have it in you?
'Cause you tell yourself becomes a belief
I know it's gonna happen if I keep pushing through
I know that I can do it if I feel that is true
If I can find the patience now to see it through
Then all I've got to do is decide

You know if something's right from the feeling you get
If you ignore it then you'll never forget
The way it feels when you're not where you belong
You see the truth but you keep going along
So each and every day I ponder the truth
That all the answers are inside of you
They are encrypted in everything that we say and we do
They are decoded with an honest view
Without the fear of what the truth might mean
And contradictions that will alter the scene
Without the fear of what the truth might change
And all the things that it might rearrange
Then we can see what's really there

If you've ever run from the truth then you know what I mean
A willful ignorance directed to the things that we've seen
We turn a blind eye to the very core of ourselves
We take the word of the soul and put it up on the shelf

For another day
Or another life
That we could have
If we believed we could
When you doubt yourself
It's fear of change
'Cause deep down you know
That it's within your range


If you've ever run from the truth then you know what I mean
A willful ignorance directed to the things that we've seen
We turn a blind eye to the very core of ourselves
We take the word of the soul and put it up on the shelf

I'm running out of time
As I make up my mind.
Years have gone behind
As I'm trying to find
What is my place in the world?
Where do I belong?
Watching this unfurl as my life goes on
I've got to believe that there's a reason

That there is something that has always made sense
At every age and in the present tense
Creative expression is where I find my home
It must be guarded from the fear of unknown
Insulated from the currents of life
Separated from societal strife
Everyone's got their home

If you've ever run from the truth then you know what I mean
A willful ignorance directed to the things that we've seen
We turn a blind eye to the very core of ourselves
We take the word of the soul and put it up on the shelf

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from Word of the Soul, released August 1, 2020

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