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arms nailed down
are you telling me something
eyes turned out
are you looking for someone
this is the one thing
the one thing that I know
blood-stained brow
are you dying for nothing
flesh and blood
is it so elemental
this is the one thing
the one thing that I know
blood-stained brow
he wasn't broken for nothing
arms nailed down
he didn't die for nothing
this is the one thing
the one thing that I know
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it's not my problem anymore
you see it never really was
so you can stop 'caring' as you call it
and I'll be fine right here
you see that I can play a pretty convincing role
so I don't need you, I don't think I need you
CHORUS:
but you see through my forever lies
and you are not believing
and I see in your forever eyes
that you are forever healing
you can't hear what I'm not saying
and I can hold out long enough
treading water I keep from sinking
i'm not one for reaching
you see that I can play a pretty convincing role
so I don't need you, I don't think I need you
[CHORUS]
deny myself, deny my heart
deny your hand, deny your help
and you offer me eternity
but why should I buy that?
you see that I can play a pretty convincing role
so I don't need you, I don't think I need you
[CHORUS x2]
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in open fields of wild flowers
she breathes the air and flies away
she thanks her Jesus for the daises and the roses
in no simple language
someday she'll understand the meaning of it all
he's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens
as close a heartbeat or a song on her lips
someday she'll trust him and learn how to see him
someday he'll call her and she will come running
and fall in his arms
and the tears will fall down and she'll pray
i want to fall in love with you (x 4)
sitting silent wearing sunday best
the sermon echoes through the walls
a great salvation through it calls to the people
who stare into nowhere
and can't feel the chains on their souls
it seems too easy to call you "Savior"
not close enough to call you "God"
so as i sit and think of words i can mention
to show my devotion
i want to fall in love with you
he's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens
as close a heartbeat or a song on our lips
someday we'll trust him and learn how to see him
someday he'll call us and we will come running
and fall in his arms
and the tears will fall down and we'll pray
i want to fall in love with you
my heart beats for you
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dear God, surround me as I speak
the bridges that I walk across are weak
frustrations fill the void that I can't solely bear
dear God, don't let me fall apart
you've held me close to you
i have turned away and searched
for answers i can't understand
they say that i can move the mountains
and send them falling to the sea
they say that i can walk on water
if i would follow and believe
with faith like a child
sometimes, when i feel miles away
and my eyes can't see your face
i wonder if I've grown to lose the recklessness
i walked in light of you
they say that i can move the mountains
and send them crashing to the sea
they say that i can walk on water
if i would follow and believe
with faith like a child
LITTLE GIRLS:
"i've got joy like a fountain"
"be kind one to the other"
"in Jesus Christ your son"
they say that i can move the mountains
and send them crashing to the sea
they say that i can walk on water
if i would follow and believe
they say that love can heal the broken
they say that hope can make you see
they say that faith can find a Savior
if you would follow and believe
with faith like a child
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images on the sidewalk speak of dream's decent
washed away by storms to graves of cynical lament
dirty canvases to call my own
protest limericks carved by the old pay phone
in your picture book I'm trying hard to see
turning endless pages of this tragedy
sculpting every move you compose a symphony
you plead to everyone, see the art in me
broken stained-glass windows, the fragments ramble on
tales of broken souls, an eternity's been won
as critics scorn the thoughts and works of mortal man
my eyes are drawn to you in awe once again
in your picture book I'm trying hard to see
turning endless pages of this tragedy
sculpting every move you compose a symphony
you plead to everyone, see the art in me
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the marionetter has your number
pulling your arms and legs
'til you can't stand on your own
dragging your conscience on the stage
and your heart gets rearranged
and you cannot tell your mentor from your maker
look at the crowds bleeding with laughter
over the way you entertain at beck and call
they don't see behind the lights
or the painted backgrounds
they just like to see you fall
but you don't really mind
'cause you're just wasting time
you can't feel anything
you're a boy on a string
i feel a sadness like gapetto
watching the life that he created run away
seeing the puppeteer's intrusion
and holding the remains
of puppets that had rotted away
one day the curtain will not open
and all of the crowds will go away
someday those strings will choke you
but until that day
but you don't really mind
'cause you're just wasting time
you can't feel anything
you're a boy on a string
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rain, rain on my face
it hasn't stopped raining for days
my world is a flood
slowly I become one with the mud
CHORUS:
but if I can't swim after forty days
and my mind is crushed by the thrashing waves
lift me up so high that I cannot fall
lift me up
lift me up - when I'm falling
lift me up - I'm weak and I'm dying
lift me up - I need you to hold me
lift me up - keep me from drowning again
downpour on my soul
splashing in the ocean, I'm losing control
dark sky all around
I can't feel my feet touching the ground
[CHORUS]
calm the storms that drench my eyes
dry the streams still flowing
cast down all the waves of sin
and guilt that overthrow me
[CHORUS]
lift me up - when I'm falling
lift me up - I'm weak and I'm dying
lift me up - I need you to hold me
lift me up - keep me from drowning again
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I am the only one to blame for this
somehow it all adds up the same
soaring on the wings of selfish pride
I flew too high
and like icarus I collide
with a world I try so hard to leave behind
to rid myself of all but love
to give and die
to turn away and not become
another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves
more deeply than the oceans
more abundant than the tears
of a world embracing every heartache
can I be the one to sacrifice
or grip the spear and watch the blood and water flow
to love you - take my world apart
to need you - I am on my knees
to love you - take my world apart
to need you - broken on my knees
all said and done I stand alone
amongst remains of a life I should not own
it takes all I am to believe
in the mercy that covers me
did you really have to die for me
all I am for all you are
because what I need and what I believe are worlds apart
I look beyond the empty cross
forgetting what my life has cost
and wipe away the crimson stains
and dull the nails that still remain
more and more I need you now
I owe you more each passing hour
the battle between grace and pride
I gave up not so long ago
so steal my heart and take the pain
and wash the feet and cleanse my pride
take the selfish, take the weak
and all the things I cannot hide
take the beauty, take my tears
the sin-soaked heart and make it yours
take my world all apart
take it now, take it now
and serve the ones that I despise
speak the words I can't deny
watch the world I used to love
fall to dust and thrown away
I look beyond the empty cross
forgetting what my life has cost
so wipe away the crimson stains
and dull the nails that still remain
so steal my heart and take the pain
take the selfish, take the weak
and all the things I cannot hide
take the beauty, take my tears
take my world apart, take my world apart
I pray, I pray, I pray
take my world apart
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cynical, just your way
you play the doubting thomas
feel the scars and wipe the stains
so you fight, and retreat
and talk yourself out of believing
in any peace that you can't see
blind words you call
blind words will fall
you're logical, you can't find
any reason to believe in love
you are blind
crucify, and deny, pass the blame and burn the mission
'til dust remains and wash your hands
blind words you call
blind words will fall
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we have this treasure
in earthen vessels
to show that this power
is from God, and not from us
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come, they told me (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
a newborn king to see (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
our finest gifts we bring (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
to lay before the king (pa-[rum-pa-pum-pum x 3])
so, to honor him (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
when we come
little baby (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
i am a poor boy, too (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
i have no gifts to bring (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
that's fit to give a king (pa-[rum-pa-pum-pum x 3])
shall i play for you (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
on my drum
mary nodded (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
the ox and lamb kept time (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
i played my drum for him (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
i played my best for him (pa-[rum-pa-pum-pum x 3])
then he smiled at me (pa-rum-pa-pum-pum)
me and my drum
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