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[intro]
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you pull them closer
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carry the wounded to holy light
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nails split skin
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my guilt hangs here
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crash of timber
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new vision
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crash of timber
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seismic wave never ends
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my stone heart meets steeple’s edge
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the same heart grows wide
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for your wind
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filling my nothingness
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bodies rest in mercy’s keep
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wandering they might soften
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works are no use and grow numb
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holy breath hums
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hey
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captain of me
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bodyless
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crash of timber
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new vision
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crash of timber
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seismic wave never ends
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my stone heart meets steeple’s edge
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the same heart grows wide
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for your wind
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filling my nothingness
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bodies rest in mercy’s keep
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wandering they might soften
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works are no use and grow numb
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holy breath hums
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hey
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captain of me
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bodyless
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crash of timber
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new vision
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crash of timber
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seismic wave never ends
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my stone heart meets steeple’s edge
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the same heart grows wide
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for your wind
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filling my nothingness
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step forward
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Jesus palms turned open
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next breath palms turned open
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crash of timber
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new vision – your voice, not mine –
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(Jesus)
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(keep me in your hand)
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wind sings psalms
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filling my nothingness
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carry your body to holy light
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nails split skin
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my guilt nailed
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baptism water flowing
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