I could build I river with the tears I've cried and drown myself straight to Jesus
I'd peacefully up the stairway to heaven and meet my maker where the streets are paved with gold
All the pain falling slowly behind as I move to eternity with God
And say goodbye to this world that's treated me poorly for far too long
But God if there's more then let me find beauty in the things that have brought me pain
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