God, I admit I haven't changed Playing card houses still covering my landscape I never expected you to stay When I'm grabbing for these crumbs and cold loose change
I feel your grace come running over every road I love the way you're calling overflow I feel your grace come running over every road You break the floodgates down and carry all
God, I admit that I've loved these chains And crawling around this cage sometimes has it's advantages I know someday this could get old And I'll need your healing water to find my home
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