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Lord, I must confess
I've been chasing after dreams
That made so much sense
I've been so wayward
Wishing for my own kingdom
Losing sight of Yours
Like a sandcastle
Build it up with my bare hands
The wave takes it down
Lord, I must return
And live out Your word, commands
Not by my own hands
I've been so selfish
Too much coveting, wanting
Please stop my flaunting
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