(This is Group Therapy 250 with Above & Beyond) In the confines of a photograph lives a child who once was me Ooh, do you see? I still see through those eyes Why did you choose to believe bare-faced lies And let the troubles of others darken your skies? I wrote my own hymn I sing my own hymn It says: "Ooh, your soul is good" I wrote my own hymn I sing my own hymn It says: "Yes, your soul is good" In the remnants of our time, I wake to find you've broken me Used to be free but in pain I chose to stay Why did you choose to believe things unkind? Oh, hallelujah, heaven is in your mind I wrote my own hymn I sing my own hymn It says: "Ooh, your soul is good" I wrote my own hymn I sing my own hymn It says: "Yes, your soul is good" I wrote my own hymn I sing my own hymn It says: "Yes, your soul is good"