These paths are unstable.
They sink
They bob and they weave.
When did I get here
And how am I so unable?
I am lost
But I keep my eyes focused
on that Saviour who saved my life.
I don't know what to ask for
But I know with his creative hands
I won't pay the cost.
He's gonna tell me what to do
Even if I only depend on those silly words
from those amazing bands.
I am the unable
I do not listen well
I don't like change.
But I am willing.
I'll give my ears to him.
I'll go where he sends. Where he leads.
I am the unable but willing.
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