I know who I am
Once I was nameless, alone and You found me
You formed my knees to bend
You called me beloved
I am perfection
All my failures won’t condemn me
Or leave me paralyzed and bound
And when I’m at my worst
Your love, it finds me first
By You I can run in the night
For by You I can run in the night
For I am such a man
Seized by the power of a great perfection
No matter where I am
Peace spreads below Read more…
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Is life in vain?
Are we ghosts rattling chains?
When we get what we want
Are the problems still the same?
Cause my hands can’t heal
While I’m holding on so tight
And my heart won’t care enough
To pick a better fight
Show me the beauty of a life
Show me the beauty of a life
Show me the beauty of a life
No greater love
No greater love
Can you say there’s no greater love?
Is it still my turn?
I think I’m the last one left to learn
That Read more…
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Is life in vain?
Are we ghosts rattling chains?
When we get what we want
Are the problems still the same?
Cause my hands can’t heal
While I’m holding on so tight
And my heart won’t care enough
To pick a better fight
Show me the beauty of a life
Show me the beauty of a life
Show me the beauty of a life
No greater love
No greater love
Can you say there’s no greater love?
Is it still my turn?
I think I’m the last one left to learn
That Read more…
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rocktones
Is life in vain?
Are we ghosts rattling chains?
When we get what we want
Are the problems still the same?
Cause my hands can’t heal
While I’m holding on so tight
And my heart won’t care enough
To pick a better fight
Show me the beauty of a life
Show me the beauty of a life
Show me the beauty of a life
No greater love
No greater love
Can you say there’s no greater love?
Is it still my turn?
I think I’m the last one left to learn
That Read more…
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I’ve been living out of sanity
I’ve been splitting hairs and blurring lines
I am a house that is divided
In my heart and in my mind
I use one hand to pull you closer
The other to push you away
If I had two hands doing the same thing
Lifted high, lifted high
I have a broken disposition
I’m a liar who thirsts for the truth
And while I ache for faith to hold me
I need to feel the scars and see the proof
And if Read more…
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I’m not sleeping thoughts I can’t shake the God
I hope you can rebuild what I break
I’m losing control I’m finding my end you might think I’m alive if I just pretend
Let’s just say it lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalaaa
Is it better to get caught or to escape?
So give me your hand show me a sign to get past the wreckage I leave behind
I’m eating myself erasing old lines I’m still on the edge of that road a million times (oh Read more…
Getting tired from all this circling
Not much grace left on a broken wing
I feel the wind trying to push me down
It happens every time I get to town
I search for shelter near the mines we swept
I guess forgiveness hasn’t happened yet
There are no words that I can say to you
To turn this careless sky from black to blue
So I’m asking you
Is it safe, is it safe to land?
‘Cause I’m not going far on an empty heart
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Shoot a dream in your arm and sleep away
It’s not the stuff that kills you, that keeps your life at bay
Every crash pulls you in reach
Of a watershed of signal flares that cover your beach
These are just placebos to make us feel all right
Illusions in our pockets make our feather float us high
For a second I thought I saw you eyelids rise
A moment, something restless caught you by surprise,
Surprise, surprise
We are so beautiful when we sleep
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I do not love you the way I did when we met
There are secrets and arguments that I haven’t finished yet
It’s only that grace has outlived our regrets
We’re still here
Maybe we can stay
‘Til the last drop of water flows under the bridge
We can stay
‘Til the last drop of water flows under the bridge
There are times meant for breaking
And words to ignore
And a bent to our souls
When our skin is at war
If leaving were freedom
Well, we’d both Read more…
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January 1, I’ve got a lot of things on my mind
I’m looking at my body through a new spy satellite
Try to lift a finger, but I don’t think I can make the call
So tell me if I move, ’cause I don’t feel anything at all
So Carry Me,
I’m just a dead man
Lying on the carpet
Can’t find a heartbeat
Make me breathe,
I want to be a new man
Tired of the old one
Out with the old plan
I woke up from Read more…
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