Lyrics Fever - Branches

Fever

I wrestled with the mystery in the middle of the night
He called my name and He made everything all right
The light began to whisper from underneath the door
Making messes of the shadows that He’d occupied before
And the fever’s 'bout to
And the fever’s 'bout to break
And the fever’s 'bout to
And the fever’s 'bout to break
The light began to whisper from underneath the door
Making sense of all the shadows that He’d occupied before
The whisper’s growing louder as the shadows lose their words
The songs sound of nothingness with promises unheard
And the fever’s 'bout to
And the fever’s 'bout to break
And the fever’s 'bout to
And the fever’s 'bout to break
And the fever’s 'bout to
And the fever’s 'bout to break
And the fever’s 'bout to
And the fever’s 'bout to break
Death will not take us
Death will not take us
Death will not take us
Death will not take us
Death will not take us
Death will not take us
Death will not take us
Death will not take us