Wake, you’re haunting me again. There you stand every time, so alive it’s scaring me to death. Wave, you're beckoning me in to the places between all the dreams and nightmares in my head.
Seeds will never bloom till they die, wicks don’t shine until they’re on fire and every newborn leaves a scar to remind.
If it costs me nothing is it worth anything? I hear you calling me but G-d I am scared, still if you lead me I will follow you there
Grace, we talk as though it’s free but who can measure the cost of your son, or put a price upon your grief? So it’s a gift but it’s not cheap.
Seeds don’t ever bloom 'til they die, wicks don’t shine until they’re on fire and every newborn leaves a scar to remind.
If it costs me nothing is it worth anything? And if glory always follows the cross then G-d so help me I will carry it on.
The doubts still whisper inside my gut, “count the cost”, but I added it up and it keeps haunting me. Because I've dreamt the faces of hopeless men. I've seen the truth of what's at risk and I cannot stop thinking of the sounds in hell. So let them grow louder and louder till I don’t fear anything else. Keep haunting me.
Holy Ghost, keep haunting.
If it costs me nothing is it worth anything? I hear you calling me but G-d I am scared, still if you lead me I will follow you there If it takes everything, and I’m left with nothing, I know your glory always follows the cross then G-d so help me I will carry it on.
Holy Ghost, keep haunting me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
