Text: Kris Kristofferson. This Old Road. Holy Creation.

So many questions
So many answers
So many reasons
Most of them wrong

Facing the future
With the faith of my father
I let a stranger
Into my home

And right there before me
I saw it happen
There's no denying
Nothing's the same

The truth is a highway
Leading to freedom
All is forgiven
Love is to blame

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And I've seen him hold her
With his head on her shoulder
Singing her love songs

Soft as her smile
Tender affection
Under the rainbow
Holy Creation
Mother and child

I know the story
I read the papers
I see the anger
I feel it too

But when I see the wonder
In the smiles of my children
It reminds me of dreams
Worth coming true

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