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John Mark McMillan

Christ Jesus

 

Christ Jesus

(альбом: Peopled With Dreams - 2020)


There is a garden in the void in the desert of space
A speck of blue dust in the vacuum of hate
So we drive to work, we walk our dogs, we make babies
We sing songs, and all along

Are we asleep inside the miracle of it all?

Christ Jesus
Would you think of us in your everlasting heart?
Christ Jesus
Would you dream us up, up again when we're gone?
Christ Jesus
Would you dream us up again when we're gone?
When we're gone

In an oblivious night have we found such a place
To be anything more than the noises we make
We try not to hurt, we try to be strong to remember
We try to belong, and all along

Are we asleep inside the miracle of it all?

Christ Jesus
Would you think of us in your everlasting heart?
Christ Jesus
Would you dream us up, up again when we're gone?
Christ Jesus
Would you dream us up again when we're gone?
When we're gone
When we're gone
When we're gone

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