Words and Music by David Hosking
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fiogf49gjkf0d HER HYMN
I majored in failure
And that wears you down in time
But I was never beaten
Not at least in my own mind
Well I watched a thousand others
Fill ears with sand
But I'm not a burning star
I will not fall I will land
Well fire bothers some
But me it inspires
Not even the hottest sun
Weakens the world's worst best trier
I dabbled in evil
And I lost my child's heart
No cross-topped steeple
Could save me from those parts
Yes I sat in those long chairs
And I strained in those wrong keys
And I slept through salvation
It all went right over me
Well I finally surfaced
And the change was amazing
But I still couldn't see further
Than my mother's knees in spring
And I laid on the table
And they cut me from heaven
And I bled like a baby
Ready for anything
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