Chords of a Man - Vanity Fair

Vanity, says the preacher
I set my heart to be a seeker
Liquid myrrh drips from my fingers
Sweetly killing my urge to linger
Living in this world, fully aware
We’re passing through a vanity fair
Bold we escape the fowler’s snare
Passing through this vanity fair
In my heart I said, in measure
Taste enjoyment, test out pleasure
All the works my hands could manage
Under the sun gave no advantage
Living in this world, fully aware
We’re passing through a vanity fair
Bold we escape the fowler’s snare
Passing through this vanity fair
Fleeing this world’s vanity
We’re learning life’s reality
Pressed into His mold
Real life we behold
Living in this world, fully aware
We’re passing through a vanity fair
Bold we escape the fowler’s snare
Passing through this vanity fair
Passing through this vanity fair

Written by:
Matthew Fritz

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Lyrics © MDFritz Records

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