Not the Same

You took a trip And climbed a tree At Robert Sledge's party And there you stayed Until morning came And you were not the same after that You gave your life To Jesus Christ And after all your friends went home You came down You looked around And you were not the same after that You were not the same after that You’ve seen them drop like flies From the bright sunny skies They come knocking at your door With this look in their eyes You've got one good trick And you're hanging on You're hanging on to it You took the word And made it heard And eased the people's pain and for that You were idolized, immortalized You were not the same after that Walking tall, you'd bought it all You were not the same after that Until someone died on the water slide And you were not the same after that You’ve seen them drop like flies From the bright sunny skies They come knocking at your door With this look in their eyes You've got one good trick And you're hanging on You're hanging on to it Ohhhhhhhhhh You’ve seen them drop like flies From the bright sunny skies They come knocking at your door With this look in their eyes You've got one good trick And you're hanging on You're hanging on to it