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Head Held High
by John Michael Ray

You used to be my song
Now I sing a different tune
You used to be my night
Now I dance under a different moon
You used to be my day
Now I bask under a different sun
You used to be my ammunition
Now I fire from a different gun

You used to be my aim
Now I head in a different direction
You used to be my voice
Now I speak with a different inflection
You used to be my eyes
Now I see with different sight
You used to be my strength
Now I fight a different fight

Where once there was a wounded pride
I'm walking with my head held high
Where once there was a fear inside
I'm walking with my head held high

You used to be my sound
Now I hear different highs
You used to be my excuse
Now I have a different alibi
You used to be my legs
Now I run a different race
You used to be my arms
Now they hold in a different place

You used to be my breath
Now I breathe a different air
You used to be my cause
Now I've found a different care
You used to be my mind
Now I think different thoughts
You used to be my plan
Now I'm hatching different plots

Where once there was a wounded pride
I'm walking with my head held high
Where once there was a fear inside
I'm walking with my head held high

You used to be my everything
Now I possess a different all
You used to be my life
Now I save a different soul
You used to be my heart
Now I bleed a different beat
You used to be my fire
Now I burn a different heat

Where once there was a wounded pride
I'm walking with my head held high
Where once there was a fear inside
I'm walking with my head held high


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