 All grown up with nowhere to go
How come nothing feels quite like home?
Sometimes it hurts to be awake
What’s the plan when we’ve got no plan?
A costly piece of paper in hand
But that’s not what it takes
Spirit, sing out a little louder
My flesh is so weak
But it screams with all its strength
Spirit grow up, into a flower
My flesh is like a weed
That strangles out the seed
And blocks out the sunlight
You could say we’re living on prayer
Boomerangs that fly in the air
We’re back where we started from
Spirit, sing out a little louder
My flesh is so weak
But it screams with all its strength
Spirit grow up, into a flower
My flesh is like a weed
That strangles out the seed
And blocks out the sunlight
Don’t we need something, need something to live for? It’s You
Don’t we all need something, need something we’d die for? It’s You
That’s all I know to do, so please
Spirit, sing out a little louder
My flesh is so weak
But it screams with all its strength
Spirit grow up, into a flower
My flesh is like a weed
That strangles out the seed
And blocks out the sunlight
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