| Why would I ever worship wood or stone?
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| Things that cannot hear or speak at all
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| Why would I want something that I can control?
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| When I can’t even trust myself to fall
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| I was following a cloud of fire and smoke
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| But my heart was too weak to understand
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| So I built an image with my fear and with my gold
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| Now I’m reaching out for Your hand
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| Come find me, come find me
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| I’ll be waiting for You to rescue me
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| Come find me, come find me
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| I’ll be waiting for You to rescue me
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| Don’t leave me when I feel like it’s impossible
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| When I feel my inability bleed through
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| Rip the veil between what I see and what is real
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| Let this fire in my heart be proof
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| Come find me, come find me
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| I’ll be waiting for You to rescue me
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| Come find me, come find me
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| I’ll be waiting for You to rescue me
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| My faith feels like a furnace of loneliness, my rescue is invisible for now
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| But I can’t seem to shake this hope so dangerous
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| I will love and follow You, unseen God
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| Come find me, come find me
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| I’ll be waiting for You to rescue me
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| Come find me, come find me
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| I’ll be waiting for You to rescue me |