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City on a Hill - Flatfoot 56
Written by：Justin Bawinkle/Kyle Bawinkle/Tobin Bawinkle/Joshua Robieson
Like a tree without it's branches like a fire without
A light
Your a battle weary soldier who is running from the
Fight
Like a ship without an anchor your a boat without
A crew
You hide the light inside you as your whoring out
The truth
On the outside your pretty on the inside your drenched
In the blood of the anointed in the wound of
The oppressed
Fill your cup full of sorrows as you soil the
Masters cloths
You were faithful at the wedding feast but now your
Wasted in the road
Like a city on a hill with a black out
In affect
You defy the one who made you is there one
That you respect
Like a city on a hill you you are tattered
And torn
You defy your maker as you return to scorn
Put life to your footsteps put spine to your feet
Will you make your decision are you chaff or are
You wheat
Will you rise or will you fall will you stand
Or will you crawl
Will you be the ones he's called you to be
Or turn away and run
Like a city on a hill with a black out
In affect
You defy the one who made you is there one
That you respect
Like a city on a hill you you are tattered
And torn
You defy your maker as you return to scorn
Put life to your footsteps put spine to your feet
Will you make your decision are you chaff or are
You wheat
Will you rise or will you fall will you stand
Or will you crawl
Will you be the ones he's called you to be
Or turn away and run
I say no
Like a city on a hill with a black out
In affect
You defy the one who made you is there one
That you respect
Like a city on a hill you you are tattered
And torn
You defy your maker as you return to scorn
Like a city on a hill
Like a city on a hill
Like a city on a hill
Like a city on a hill
Like a city on a hill
Like a city on a hill
