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We’re off to the airport. Talk to you when we arrive in Scotland, tomorrow morning, completely haggered.

I’ll leave you with something to ponder:

They’ll know us by the T-shirts that we wear
They’ll know us by the way we point and stare
And anyone whose sins looks worse than ours
Who cannot hide the scars
of this curse that we all bear

They’ll know us by our picket lines and signs
They’ll know us by the pride we hide behind
Like anyone on earth is living right
and isnt that why jesus died
and not to make us think we’re right

Love, love, love
is what we should be known for
Love, love, love
it’s the how and it’s the why
we live and breathe and we die

They’ll know us by the reasons we divide
and how we cant seem to unify
because we gotta sing songs a certain style
and well walk right down the aisle
and just leave them all behind

and they’ll know us by the billboards that we make
just turning God’s words to cheap cliches
says “what part of murder don’t you understand?”
but we hate our fellow man
and point a finger at his grace

They’ll know us by the T-shirts that we wear
They’ll know us by the way we point and stare
Telling them their sins are worse than ours
Thinking we can hide our scars
beneath these t-shirts that we wear

–Derek Webb, t-shirts

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