Sara Groves Lyrics
Sara Groves Lyrics
"Awakening Lyrics"
You Lyrics
Written by Jackson-Yancy/Butler Oh, Baby, sssss, oh, it's so good, hm, umm, Umm, umm, umm, umm, umm, hm, get it, Baby, get it You've been with me through the har
Written by Jackson-Yancy/Butler Oh, Baby, sssss, oh, it's so good, hm, umm, Umm, umm, umm, umm, umm, hm, get it, Baby, get it You've been with me through the har
Dress down your pretty faith. Give me something real.
Leave out the thee and thou and speak to me now.
Speak to my pain and confusion.
Speak through my fears and my pride.
Speak to the part of me that knows I'm something deep down inside.
I know that I am not perfect, but compare me to most,
In a world of hurt and a world of anger I think I'm holding my own
Condition Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, What condition my condition was in, I woke up this morning, with the sun down, shining in, I found my mind in a brown paper bag, within, I tripped on a
. Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, What condition my condition was in, I woke up this morning, with the sun down, shining in, I found my mind in a brown paper bag, within, I tripped on a
And I know that you said there is more to life.
And I know I am not satisfied.
But there are mornings I wake up and I'm just thankful to be alive.
I've known now, for quite a while, that I am not whole.
I've remembered the body and the mind,
But disected my soul.
Now something inside is awakening,
Like a dream I once had and forgot.
And it's som
PHANTASMA DEL MAR Lyrics
[instrumental]
thing I'm scared of [instrumental]
And something I don't want to stop.
And I woke up this morning and realized that Jesus is not a portait.
Where stained glass windows or hymns or the tradition that surrounds us.
And I thought it would be hard to believe in
But it's not hard at all.
To believe I've sinned and fallen short of the Glory of God.
And He's not asking me t
Kween Kat Lyrics
All my days are lightning Still don't need a friend, I'm left to move Picture spread still frightening I burn those sticks alone It's not my home I feel her hand upon my leg<
o change in my joy for martyrdom All my days are lightning Still don't need a friend, I'm left to move Picture spread still frightening I burn those sticks alone It's not my home I feel her hand upon my leg<
He's asking to take my place.
To stand in the gap that I have formed
With His real, and His sweet, and His real amazing grace.
And it's not just a sign or a sacrament.
It's not just a metaphor for love.
The blood is real and it's not just a sybol of your faith.
So leave out the thee and thou and speak now.