Based on Philippians 4:8
In solitary time
The thoughts run through my mind
Some from the very throne
Some origins unknown
I know there's a danger waiting
Thoughts held in captivity
The vain imaginations
That long to be set free
I hold the key
With thoughts of purity
Whatever things are pure and true
I want to think on these things
Whatever things are filled with virtue
Think on these things
When my mind begins to stray
I want to think the other way
Think on these things
Think on these things
Into the conscious flow
The tributaries go
The source from which they start
Abundance of the heart
My mind has a mind of its own
Choosing negativity
Only the thoughts of virtue
Withhold the raging sea
I turn the tide
By choosing to abide
In solitary time
The thoughts run through my mind
Some from the very throne
Some origins unknown
I know there's a danger waiting
Thoughts held in captivity
The vain imaginations
That long to be set free
I hold the key
With thoughts of purity
Whatever things are pure and true
I want to think on these things
Whatever things are filled with virtue
Think on these things
When my mind begins to stray
I want to think the other way
Think on these things
Think on these things
Into the conscious flow
The tributaries go
The source from which they start
Abundance of the heart
My mind has a mind of its own
Choosing negativity
Only the thoughts of virtue
Withhold the raging sea
I turn the tide
By choosing to abide
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