I haven't seen it all but I've seen enough Got some memories--Some I pray, one day, I'll forget You wipe the vision clear and here it comes again Try to hide your eyes 'cause you realize...it's sin Charmers from the left and right They fight for my attention "Hey-Hey, mister...look over here" I've declared my stand...no I will set no evil thing before my eyes Only good, only truth--Blind to all the lies I know I could waiver, Lord Sometimes I regress So keep the light of holiness Before my very eyes Before my very eyes On the city street--Writing on the walls From the TV screen screamin' thoughts obscene ... It's everywhere But I can rise above and not be overcome Not by this foolishness I can win this race I run My ears are, pretty much, involuntary machines. Within a give environment, my control of what goes in is limited (unless I vacate the premises...probably not a bad idea sometimes). But the eyes take in or ignore at my command. I haven't seen it all... but I've seen enough!