Vārdi: Nevertheless. These Four Walls.

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So bad, so wrong
And we tell them they don't belong
'Cause our assembly is already so right
With words and songs and
Stained-glass light

Chorus
And they're so wrong
And we tell them they don't belong
Inside of these four walls
We've seen the way they fall
We don't have time for that
Inside of these four walls
They're not the same as us
And, afterall, there's no time for that
So scared, so blind
As they wander in the darkness of their Minds So we speak of how it's so sad That They're searching for
What they may never find
Chorus

There was a man with two debtors
One great, one small
If both of them are forgiven
Who's the most gracious of all?
They are the ones falling at my feet
But you were too proud
To even kiss my cheek
We're so wrong
To tell them they don't belong
Inside of these four walls
Where everybody falls
We don't have time for that
Inside of these four walls
Where we've got room for all
We're running out of time