He saw it burn but not away He saw no ash but felt the heat on his face If there was ever any hope we could stand on our own It was crushed by what he saw on that mountain
The glory of the latter house is much greater than the former one And it was never in the structure but the Builder himself And nothing will remain forever if it's not made new again
I remember that not every rain stops falling down when the earth is nourished I can see now that not every flame is kept steady burning til the wood is ash
I'm not going to make it if you don't remake me No I won't ever make it unless you remake me
I'll carry grace like a flame Only you can refine, perfect, perfect Find me in the things to stay Burn us bright but not away, bright but not away
I'll carry grace like a flame Only you can refine, perfect, perfect Strip away all that remains Burn us bright but not away, bright but not awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
