"Everyone's Watching (DLB Version)" genre: Soft Rock
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	Especially in this day and age it seems that people aren't willing to go against the crowd and help someone out if it will bring them ridicule. "Cultural suicide to care / When someone's fallen into the middle of the street / With everyone watching / Do you help them to their feet?" Great Sax work by a fellow OSUMBer Aaron Barnes!
	CD: Don't Look Back   Label: AppleSeed Records Credits: Words & Music Copyright © 2000 Dawson Cowals. Acoustic guitar / Vocals: Dawson Cowals, Alto Sax: Aaron Barnes, Drums / Percussion / Electric Guitar: Jim Sitter, Bass / Keyboards: Demian Norvell.
	Story Behind the Song Just sick and tired of watching Christians at church and at work not helping their brothers and sisters back up on their feet after they've fallen in a trial. Why would anyone want to give us the time of day and listen to what we have to say if we leave wounded and hurting people laying around? After all, Jesus came for the hurting and the sick, not the well. If they're to know us by our love, then we better start showing it by helping to pick people back up when they've fallen down. Lyrics Extend a hand in greeting Pay fleeting interest to the answer given To "How are you doing?" We let "Just fine" suffice between us Afraid to dig much deeper down We let things slide between us that we shouldn't For though we're to hold accountable And shoulder one another's burdens We daren't break the ice We leave knees bloodied, pants torn Hearts thrown wide inviting others' scorn Cultural suicide to care When someone's fallen into the middle of the street With everyone watching Do you help them to their feet It's all about love, it's all about love It's all about picking one another up It's all about love, it's all about love Well that's what it's all about For much has been forgiven us Yet we can't seem to let The smallest slight pass by Without affecting such a wounded mien That one would be hard pressed to explain why We profess to be so different Still we leave a trail of wounded souls behind us Why would they care to follow after This man Jesus If all they see is us as You see he said they'd know us by our love Do they know us by our love Will they know us by our love We must show them by our love Words & Music Copyright © 2000 Dawson Cowals.

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