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He's leading, He's leading.
He keeps us on track,
so we won't keep crashing
down, down, and back.

I was driving through
a reckless road,
using a sluggish car
of August's load.

The vehicle was running
down the hill with my tears
of being emotionally thin,
of all my invalid fears.

You were driving through
a smooth road; you drove fast.
Your wheels lift you up.
You said you're bad in the past.

You know what the rules are,
and you obey the signs.
You used to play with your speed
while mastering the lines.

But now, we're on the passenger seat,
and He's driving.
We see through the dark; He lights us up
'cause He's leading.

Past Hap Boulevard
and past Tragedie Expressway,
we drove, and now,
let's head to forever's way.

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