Lay Me Down

(альбом: Not Art - 2014)

Take me now
See my love's grown old
Break me down
See my blood runs cold

For it now, be mercy's bride
With your mother's heart and your father's eyes
Pluck me from the dirt along your way

Home
Take me home
Take me home
With you

Collect all our pictures
Collect all our pictures
Put them on your wall

You are the shepherd's call
The ocean's rise and its fall

Home
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
With you

Collect all our pictures
Put them in your scriptures
Reached out from the heavens
Just take me from here

Do now as your teacher taught
Lead me away from word and thought
Leave me with a feeling that you're near
Drawn in by that old prelude;
You moved me and I moved in you
The breeze carried our breath into the night