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Formed again
04:11
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See all this time we're given,
what can we do that counts for something?
Is it true that the world is spinning
Just exactly the speed for you and me?
Now I know my worlds a mess again
But someday it will be formed again
We jumped in a hidden river
Just to find that it pulls us under
To a new world full of hidden treasure
Just the place that we were meant to be
Now I know my worlds a mess again
But someday it will be formed again
Into a new creation, the very thing
My hearts been craving, into being
For now my heart is set to sing along
Now I know my worlds a mess again
But someday it will be formed again
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Pockets
03:16
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We all carry rocks in our pockets
Burdened by shame and regrets
Carrying all our worries and guilt
Who can conquer them all?
Where is the rest we long for?
For the ground is soon to be quenched
By a torrent of rain from the sky
But impossibly chained to our wearisome ways
Where is the ship we long for?
That old song I mocked in the dry
Why say that your ok?
When your weary and fainting,
Why settle and let the boulders stay?
You know one day
They'll drag you too the ground
Come lay them down,
There's one who'll take the full weight
Anytime today, just call on his name
He'll be crushed by your stones
And suffer in your place
It's called Love and grace
It's the only way
To be free from your burdens so light you'll fly away
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West seas
03:29
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Was sailing the dark
Why did we embark down this shadow path?
But a light shone out across the waves
And its brightness brought us back home safe
We're sailing the west seas
For heaven oh please
For sweetest rest and peace
But a light shone out across the waves
And its brightness brought us back home safe
Yeah a light shone out across the waves
And its brightness brought us back home safe
From a land of weariness and pain
To a sun so glorious, untamed
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4. |
Dirty rags
03:57
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I'm afraid to give it my all
cos before I let myself down
It's a pain forgiving myself
cos I know it goes round and round
But you say you got love for me
But how could that be, have you seen my dirty rags
I'm a slave to all that I've seen
But you say you could save me from myself
But you say, its not up to me
Its been paid, Just a gift to receive
Even though, I still rest in myself
Put the weight of my soul
On a paper-thin shelf
But you say you got love for me
But how could that be, have you seen my dirty rags
I'm a slave to all that I've seen
But you say you could save me from myself
This grace is power to save
Quit looking to yourself to make a way,
Embrace the exchange, where you took my place
Put on my filthy rags and took my name
You say, what love is, its what you've done for me
You say, what grace is, its giving me what I didn't earn
But what I desperately needed
But you say you got love for me
But how could that be, have you seen my dirty rags
I'm a slave to all that I've seen
But you say you could save me from myself
This grace is power to save
Quit looking to yourself to make a way,
Embrace the exchange, where you took my place
Put on my filthy rags and took my name
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Stoney heart
03:49
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All that I see is a cold dark scene
Like I'm stranded at sea
But then this hope takes hold of me
I can feel in the breeze
Your steady love, and promise to me
That soon I will be in fullest of joy
And awake from this dream
Slowly learning to breathe
Fighting the fear with all you've promised me
Your love will follow me through the night
your hand will show me a way to fight
So I'll keep echoing
But would you take me home tonight
Oh can it be that you've set me free
A wondrous feat to make this stoney heart beat
And this grace is a stream
that's continually washing me clean
The dead start to breathe, this blind man sees,
This Barrabas goes free
Slowly learning to breathe
Fighting the fear with all you've promised me
Your love will follow me through the night
your hand will show me a way to fight
So I'll keep echoing
But would you take me home tonight
Your words are fireflies in the dark
Enthralling and warming my failing heart
So I'll keep listening
But would you take me home tonight
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6. |
Glory years
04:17
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Why don't you lay yourself away
Take a little time to think what really won the day
Surely your strength alone would break
You were given help so don't you claim that so brave
Defender of the city set for flames
Beating in his heart was glory, an immortal name
But the victory was won on higher plains
Soon to take a turn and gallop through your very gates
Still you go , still you stay
Thinking gold, thinking brave
But soon to fall, soon to break
Up in smoke, up in flames
Living for an audience of one
But trying to please much more
Won't ever see me run
For this warrior is fierce but oh so dumb
Fighting for himself, for glory years, forgetting home
Still you go , still you stay
Thinking gold, thinking brave
But soon to fall, soon to break
Up in smoke, up in flames
Reaching for the prize of glory days
Giving up the life you fight to save
Protector of the city set for flames
Still you go , still you stay
Thinking gold, thinking brave
But soon to fall, soon to break
Up in smoke, up in flames
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Horizon
04:07
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To see you face to face
Oh for grace
And what of my disgrace?
Horizon turns to day
To see the face
That took my place
My disgrace
I feel the change
The endless day
The sun won't fade away
Horizon turns to day
To see the face
That took the weight
Took my place
I feel the change
The endless day
Oh for grace
To see your face
Oh for grace
And what of my disgrace
Horizon turns to day
The darkness fades away
The Light is here to stay
Horizon turns to day
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Oliver Lee UK
English Singer Songwriter.
Based sporadically in Edinburgh.
Americana fingerpicking, folky country.
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