Mostly

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I am a wanderer through this land
Mostly I try to be free
Decisions have never been easy to make
Mostly they end up making me
Mostly they end up making me

I am a wanderer through this land
Mostly I try to be kind
But if my words turn wicked and cold
Mostly it's the trouble on my mind
Mostly it's the trouble on my mind

I am a wanderer through this land
Mostly I try to be strong
But I might hold on and stay for a while
Mostly it's my need to belong
Mostly it's my need to belong

Forgive my regrets
Forgive my mistakes
And humbly I ask for grace

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