Testo Make an Ocean - David Crowder
Testo della canzone Make an Ocean (David Crowder), tratta dall'album Mercyland, Vol. 2
The day has left nothing of its quiet dissipation,
just a bit of starry language lifting heavy eyes.
The plague of the vague cold-hearted speculation,
where haunted dreams of peaceful things of Eden rise.
Move your hand across the void of my heart
Move your hand across the void of my soul
Move your hand across this land of dry bones
Make an ocean
Make an ocean
Make an ocean
The answers lay silent against all expectation,
just a bit of starry language and lingering lies.
The ghost and the host sifting through desolation,
where haunted dreams of peaceful things of Eden rise.
Move your hand across the void of my heart
Move your hand across the void of my soul
Move your hand, I'm just a bag of dry bones
Make an ocean
Make an ocean
Make an ocean
(repeat)
Bright flame of hope tremblin' like a sword,
in the hand of a man who does not want war.
Move your hand across the void of my heart
Move your hand across the void of my soul
Move your hand across the darkness of my mind,
Move your hand, oh, and let there be light
Move your hand across the void in my soul
Make an ocean
Make an ocean
Make an ocean
Oh, make an ocean
Make an ocean
Make an ocean
Credits
Writer(s): Wayne Kirkpatrick, Phil Madeira, David Crowder
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