Album: Subjects in Motion
Behind the face of God
The fate of all who breathe
Every word and thought
In every haunted 'heart
A 'thousand years; a 'day
A shooting star; a flame
A child 'returns to dust
To see and feel and touch
Who could
Who could
Who could know your mind, Lord?
At Thy
At Thy
At Thy holiness I fall
A tender blade of grass
I fade into your arms
Wash me with a flood
Break me if you must
No one
No one can compare to you
No one
No one can compare
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