Between the thought and the deed
Lies an ocean of grey
It’s always been that way
Simple fact we paid so little heed
Between the will and the way
Act of will and acts of God
In the face of failure on I plod
I rise to each new rising day
Between the deed and the thought
A canker gnaws at the mind
regret serves penance in kind
Ride on a raft of a word called ought
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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