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CVII
04:51
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underneath stormy skies
i’m drifting away with the tide,
losing sight of the shore,
i’ve never been out this far
treading...afraid i’ll drown
heavy rain is pouring down
while violent waves toss me around
my spirit’s shaken...arms are worn out
will You rescue me
before i sink?...
i still want to live
all the days i can get
i won’t let them go to waste
give me strength and keep me safe
will You rescue me
before i sink?...
please come rescue me
before i sink!...
when lightning struck, the storm was hushed
the thunder bit it’s tongue
every dark cloud is gone
now the sea is quiet and calm
You heard my plea
and rescued me
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Winter
04:17
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the leaves are falling and my baby’s calling it “quits”
i’d hang around, but my heart can’t seem to fit
around the fall and what’s after
it wasn’t the fall that broke my heart
it was the winter weather
and just like the spring
she made my heart sing
and our tune rang through the summer
never saw the signs of fall, at all…
oh, she loves like the winter
they say you’re supposed to know
when love is flying south
well i had no idea…
feelings were kept to ourselves
oh how i wish i could feel that summer breeze
and the way it felt when she smiled at me
oh i need southern weather
yeah i need southern weather
a warmer love from another
who loves like the summer
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Brighter
05:48
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we’re dancing and singing...joyfully
and i’ve read the story of your long journey
wherever you’re going...whoever you’ll be
i want to go with you if you’ll only let me
let’s join each other
we’ll walk together
through whatever may come
we will grow closer
our days will be brighter
as we run towards the sun
wherever i’m going...whoever i’ll be
i want you come alongside me
light a match and watch it burn
read until the last page is turned
sometimes being alone means time to grow
sometimes when i’m alone i pray...i pray for you
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My Hands
03:56
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i could shout Your name
with an empty heart
and it’d be the same if i left You now
i could make a scene
for all to see
and put Your face all over the streets
but without love, without You inside
oh i’m blinded by my own pride
my hands are covered in blood
but i keep trying to wash ‘em off
to make myself look beautiful
i’m a fool in a mess on Your floor
i could read Your words
in all of your letters
study them like they were scripture
i could run around
for days and days
proclaim the ways You’re all we need
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Mountains
05:22
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sometimes i get lost in these pines
i forget lives on the line
help me chase down these dreams
and hear the quiet roar of the breeze
our lives are as fragile as our bones
breaking underneath life’s load
days as cold, cold as night
i almost lost hope while holding tight
i breathe in and i work hard
but there are valleys in this world
i cannot make it through alone
don’t leave me here on my own
my young eyes saw the sunset
burn out in shades of crimson red
now i see in the morning light
my love woke up with the sunrise
i breathe in and i work hard
but there are mountains in this world
i cannot climb on my own
don’t leave me here alone
though we wander through the woods
crying out with tired lungs
we are not alone
though you’ve been
brought down low
and filled with
sorrow
don’t
let go
you are not
alone
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Daughter
04:27
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pick up your bags and leave the past
you don’t have to explain yourself or the mess now
you made when you left home
just please...come back home to me
none of this matters anymore
see, i’ve come all this way for you
there’s nothing you could do
that would keep me...from loving you
sure i know you stole from us
and you better believe it hurt
when we couldn’t find you
when you up and left without a note
we’ve got a long drive home
and all i want for you is to know
that you are loved
you are loved,
my daughter, you are loved
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