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Mark Schultz Stories Songs

She walked to the mailbox On that bright summers day Found a letter from her son In a war, far away He spoke of the weather And good friends that he'

Closer to me, I'm tired and I'm weak. Every breath within me Is longing just to be, Closer to You, So I face the road ahead, Cos I know there's no comparing

What will you do with the time that's left? Will you live it all with no regret? Will they say that you loved till your final breath? What will you do

"Oh Christ Had the choice Oh, to set us free And He broke through the darkness And came with a passion Gave up the Heavens To take up the fight He poured

I know there's a hole inside of me that's nine foot wide Yes I know cause I've tried to fill it up with foolish pride And You go and You take my trophies

Closer to me I'm tired and I'm weak And every breath within me is longing just to be Closer to You So I face the road ahead Cause I know there's no comparing

I call, You hear me I've lost it all And it's more than I can bear I feel so empty You're strong, I'm weary I'm holding on But I feel like giving in

I?ve been hearing voices Telling me that I could Never be what I wanna be They?re binding me with lies Haunting me at night And say, there?s nothing

I am driving I am late for work Spilling coffee Down my whitest shirt While I'm flossing And I'm changing lanes Oh Yeah Now I'm driving Through the parking