| Walking, stumbling on these shadowfeet
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| Toward home, a land that I’ve never seen
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| I am changing: less and less asleep
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| Made of different stuff than when I began
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| And I have sensed it all along
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| Fast approaching is the day
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| When the world has fallen out from under me
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| I’ll be found in you, still standing
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| When the sky rolls up and mountains fall on their knees
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| When time and space are through
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| I’ll be found in you
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| There’s distraction buzzing in my head
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| Saying in the shadows it’s easier to stay
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| But I’ve heard rumors of true reality
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| Whispers of a well-lit way
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| When the world has fallen out from under me
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| I’ll be found in you, still standing
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| When the sky rolls up and mountains fall on their knees
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| When time and space are through
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| I’ll be found in you
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| You make all things new
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| You make all things new
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| You make all things new
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| You make all things
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| When the world has fallen out from under me
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| I’ll be found in you, still standing
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| When the sky rolls up and mountains fall on their knees
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| When time and space are through
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| I’ll be found in you
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| When the world has fallen out from under me
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| I’ll be found in you, still standing
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| Every fear and accusation under my feet
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| When time and space are through
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| I’ll be found in you
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| When time and space are through
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| I’ll be found in you
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| I’ll be found in you |