God Sends Quails
You failYou try half-hearted and failOne foot drags behind youOne foot tripping in front of youYou failYou spit out manna, God sends quailsDry bones pile up behind youMore wet mirages in front of youYou can't go backYou can't go backYou failedYou sunk like Jonah to the whaleBig mouths follow behind youStill small voice swallowed up by youYou failedYou picked the right time to failGot your past behind youGot your future in front of youYou can't go backYou can go on
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