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"That a thing that look so soft can be so hard"
10 000 borta, 4 år sen, Annandag jul, 04-12-26
R.I.P
Good God,
If Your song leaves our lips,
If Your work leaves our hands,
Then we will be wanderers and vagabonds
They will stare and say how empty we are,
How the freedom we had
Turned us up as dead men
Let us be cold, make us weak
Let us, because we all have ears,
Let us, because we all have eyes,
Good God
How they knew that this would happen
They knew, they knew that this would
How they knew that this would happen
They knew, they knew that this would
We're so run down
Good God,
Can You still get us home?
Good God,
Can You still get us home?
How can we still get home?
How can we still get home?
I'm not dreaming!
We're forgetting our forgiveness
We're forgetting our forgiveness
If Your song leaves our lips,
If Your work leaves our hands,
Then we will be wanderers and vagabonds
They will stare and say how empty we are,
How the freedom we had
Turned us up as dead men
Let us be cold, make us weak
Let us, because we all have ears,
Let us, because we all have eyes,
Good God
How they knew that this would happen
They knew, they knew that this would
How they knew that this would happen
They knew, they knew that this would
We're so run down
Good God,
Can You still get us home?
Good God,
Can You still get us home?
How can we still get home?
How can we still get home?
I'm not dreaming!
We're forgetting our forgiveness
We're forgetting our forgiveness
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