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A crime of the mind, it's a terrible thing to waste
 A sign of the times when mine is feeling out of place
 Could it be that it's me who's a victim of society's plan
 New stage - big change, a wave of the Savior's hand
 Words to the wise and the poor of spirit
 Words to those whose thoughts are clear
 Words to those who have the ear to hear it
 Words to the ones drawing near
 I walk away when they say that my Lord and my God is dead
 When they kneel they reveal that they worship an idea instead
 Getting caught in the thoughts of a nation selling lies
 We are chained to the game of ignorance epitomized
 Words to the wise and the poor of spirit
 Words to those whose thoughts are clear
 Words to those who have the ear to hear it
 Words to the ones drawing near
 The mind and the time lie in the embryonic state
 To reveal and conceal as we're learning how to love and hate
 Laying waste as we taste of the fruit of the poisoned tree
 Guiltless lamb come again breaks the chains
 And to set us free
 A crime of the mind, it's a terrible thing to waste
 Now I know why I'm so helplessly out of place
 Sin undone, kingdom come, cause this world is not my home
 Cast my lot, food for thought, words of wisdom of a life atoned