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I’ve been treading these dusty paths a loner
Never thought about the how, the where, the why
It’s been a while since I been standing at the mirror
It’s never easy to look back.

Who was it that set the ball a rolling?
Who was it that stood guard at my head?
Who was the hand that stayed the reaper ?
Whose voice that sent the beast back?

It’s been a while since I been standing at the mirror
It’s never easy to look back.
Wasn’t me that walked those paths alone there
Wasn’t me that made this journey back.
Who was it that set the ball a rolling?
Who was it that stood guard at my head?
Who was the hand that stayed the reaper ?
Whose voice that sent the beast back?

And so I thank you for the people, the angels, and the fairies.
The souls that watched over my head
And all the saviours who brought me back.
And I thank you lord for holding onto me when I lost faith
And loving me when I was fit to hate.

I put myself in your hands now
Never realized I was always in your care
And I thank you for everything I have been given
It’s more than I had ever dreamt to have
And so I thank you for all the people, the angels, and the fairies.
The souls that watched over my head
And all the saviours who brought me back.
And I thank you lord for holding onto me when I lost faith
And loving me when I was fit to hate.
And I thank you lord for holding onto me when I lost faith
And loving me when I was fit to hate.