Verse 1:
If I weren't a sinner, than I wouldn't be a man.
If I swore that I was perfect, I would rightfully be damned.
We've got this way about us that leads me to believe
we're just naive and searching for something.
Instead of creating we'd rather retrieve.
Truth wasn't your idea.
Chorus:
I'm just a man that's living under the sun.
Just a poor imitation of my King that's to come.
I'm just a man that's living under the sun.
I'm just a messenger.
Verse 2:
What has been will be again.
What has been done will be done.
There is nothing new under the sun.
I'm fascinated. The arbitration of all mankind repeats itself.
The double standard, the fickle christian society that worships wealth.
You have forgotten your first love.
Chorus:
I'm just a man that's living under the sun.
Just a poor imitation of my King that's to come.
I'm just a man that's living under the sun.
I'm just a messenger.
Bridge:
I have seen all things that are done under the sun
I have seen all things that are done under the sun.
I'm just a man. I have forgotten.
I'm just a man. I have forgotten.
Truth wasn't your idea.
You have forgotten your first love.
Truth wasn't your idea.

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