(Oh) Like April Showers on the slick cement When I consider how our light is spent Keeping the candles inside the cathedrals Hold on tight, Don't go
Before there was time There were visions in Your mind There was death in the fall of mankind But there was life in salvation's design Before there were
So I'm walking down the street somewhere outside of San Francisco And I don't really know my way around And I'd love to stay a day or two and get into
The image of God invisible The first born of all life Before and within He holds it all in One name, one faith, one Christ No one is good enough To save
I am a bus driver and it's four in the morning And I'm pressing out my clothes beside my bed Fourteen years been on the job and with many miles behind
Thank God I'm back in my car, and drivin' home and drivin' home 'Cause the air was thin and so cold back in there It was my first time, won't be my last
Oh, my soul, sometimes We don't know what to do We work so hard being tough on our own But now it's me and you Let's give it up, sad bones 'Cause we
So you're gone and but I know you're not so far away You're a call on the phone or a ride on a plane But that just isn't the same, yeah well Well, that
When I'm cold and alone all I want Is my freedom, a sudden gust of gravity I stop wailing and kicking just to let This water cover me, cover me Only
You say you want a living sacrifice Well I am a burnt offering Crawling off the alter and Back in to the fire And with my smoke-filled lungs I cry out
We are called out, we are ransomed We are not of the world we're in We are chosen, we are blessed To bring light to the lives of men So Father sow Your
All creation moves in a cosmic danse Before the Lord her King And the rhythms, the reason, the rhyme of the danse Pulses within everything And the universe
My name is Mary And I'm from Greenville, Mississippi Yeah but this is where I live Here in this old folks' dormitory And every Sunday night Sarah comes
I've got my mind made up, I've got to love you or leave you fast 'Cause I've been thinking clear and I don't know how long it'll last Just like Uri Gellar
They say You live in hospitals and trenches And towers in the sky And I'm not dying or fighting any wars Except on the inside The only thing I need is
There is life in the blood of the lamb who was slain There is power, there is power in His name There is love pouring out of the wounds that were made
As I survey the ground for ants Looking for a place to sit and read And I'm reminded of the streets of my hometown How they're much like this concrete
Lord if I'm the clay then I've been left out in the sun Cracked and dry, like mud from the sky Still clinging to the prodigal sun But I'm on my way back
