just one more song about the journey we are all on, whether we know it or not.

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I write songs because I have no choice. They are an integral part of what I believe.

Sing it Loud

There are no handcuffs or cufflinks to bind me.
There are no prison cells
If you've hurt me in your passing
I hope you know that I wish you well.

Maybe I was born unlucky
A bad star, a black cat too
Maybe I lost everything I hoped for
How in the world did I wind up with you

Sing it loud, from a mountain top
Sing it loud and sing it well
Hell was created for the unbelieving
It worries me but it's just as well,
just as well, it's just as well.

I had no food, I had no money
No memory of how it was
I kept believing, I couldn't give up
I know it works, it really does

Your feet are burning on that fiery sidewalk
Your heart is hurting, how did Iknow?
Forever after you must live your choices
That's just the way, the way it goes.

Sing it loud, from a mountain top.
Sing it loud and sing it well
Hell was created for the unbelieving
It worries me but it's just as well
just as well, it's just as well

Why don't you try, try a little harder
Let the hidden voice reveal the way
You already have the time and the trouble
Is there something more that I should say?

You give up at the very worst moment
Just when things are about to change
If you held on then the grave would open
For the living truth is that the truth remains
yes the living truth is that the truth remains

Sing it loud from a mountain top
Sing it loud and sing it well
Hell was created for the unbelieving
It worries me but it's just as well
It worries me but it's just as well
It worries me but it's just as well