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i've had enough to break me in two.
to tear me apart.
what am i to do?
what else can i do?
so sing me a song, let me humm along.
at the top of my lungs i come undone.
what else can i do?
what can i do?
The heart breaking makes a sound
I never knew could be
So beautiful and loud
Fury-filled and we collide
So courageous until now
Fumbling and scared
So afraid You'll find me out
Alone here with my doubt
Here it comes a beautiful collision
Is happening now
There seems no end to where you begin and where I end now
You and I, collide
Something circling inside
Spaciously you fly
Infinite and white
Like the moon and sky
Collide
Here it comes a beautiful collision
Is happening now
There seems no end to where you begin and where I end now
You and I, collide
O God, hold me now.
O Lord, hold me now.
There's no other man who could raise the dead.
So do what You can to annoint my head.
O God, where are you now?
O Lord, say somehow.
Da da da, da da da.
O God, hold me now.
O God touch me now.
There's no other man who could save the day.
There's no other God who could raise the dead.
"He rises and begins to round,
He drops the silver chain of sound,
Of many links without a break,
In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake.
For singing till his heaven fills,
'Tis love of earth that he instills,
And ever winging up and up,
Our valley is his golden cup
And he the wine which overflows
To lift us with him as he goes.
Till lost on his aerial rings
In light, and then the fancy sings
to tear me apart.
what am i to do?
what else can i do?
so sing me a song, let me humm along.
at the top of my lungs i come undone.
what else can i do?
what can i do?
The heart breaking makes a sound
I never knew could be
So beautiful and loud
Fury-filled and we collide
So courageous until now
Fumbling and scared
So afraid You'll find me out
Alone here with my doubt
Here it comes a beautiful collision
Is happening now
There seems no end to where you begin and where I end now
You and I, collide
Something circling inside
Spaciously you fly
Infinite and white
Like the moon and sky
Collide
Here it comes a beautiful collision
Is happening now
There seems no end to where you begin and where I end now
You and I, collide
O God, hold me now.
O Lord, hold me now.
There's no other man who could raise the dead.
So do what You can to annoint my head.
O God, where are you now?
O Lord, say somehow.
Da da da, da da da.
O God, hold me now.
O God touch me now.
There's no other man who could save the day.
There's no other God who could raise the dead.
"He rises and begins to round,
He drops the silver chain of sound,
Of many links without a break,
In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake.
For singing till his heaven fills,
'Tis love of earth that he instills,
And ever winging up and up,
Our valley is his golden cup
And he the wine which overflows
To lift us with him as he goes.
Till lost on his aerial rings
In light, and then the fancy sings