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Moore Geoff And The Distance

Two I'm Searching For Some Desperate Men Not Afraid To Trust Their Maker Who'll Run Headlong At Breakneck Speed Wild And Bold And Ready Chorus We Are Desperate Men Rebels And

'm free And freedom tastes of reality I'm free, I'm free And I'm waiting for you to follow me If I told you what it takes To reach the highest high You'd laugh and

Make His Break For The Promised Land I Need To Find Liberation. Chorus I Am Running To You Like A Prisoner Cut Loose And I Am Reaching Out For You In The Distance

am He's got a thing for runaway lambs And there is mercy in His blood We've got nothing to hide, nothing to loose Nothing to fear, and nothing to prove

Verse Two For Our Information Procrastination Is Killing The Vision Of The Great Commision Instead Of Intergrating I'm Off Retreating And The Pot Luck

Between The First And The Last Breath That We Breathe And In This Strand Of Flesh And Bone Reside The Hopes And Dreams We Call Our Own. Chorus And

Let Go Hold, Hold On When You Feel Like Letting Go Hold On Bridge And When Your Hand Starts To Slip And When You're Losing Your Grip And When You Know

heart of simplicity It was a simple thing for a boy like me To pray a prayer and then believe Those were simple times, how times change Boys grow up and

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