You're asking the wrong questions
what else can I say
You're asking the wrong questions
look at it this way
the ark was about to fall
the cart tipped in the mud
a hand reached out to stop it
death to the one who touched
You're asking the wrong questions
what else can I say
You're asking the wrong questions
look at it this way
their blood mixed with the sacrifice
a tower tumbled and fell
seeking an understanding
with what eyes do tell
You're asking the wrong questions
what else can I say
You're asking the wrong questions
look at it this way.
Richard.
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