| Every move yeah every move
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| The chronology of my theology is not based on philosophy or Greek mythology
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| But before the garden where we all started
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| Existed one of three: the trinity
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| More real than the trees, the mountains, the seas, the flowers, the breeze,
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| the whole galaxy
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| 'Cause every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity
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| Yea, every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity
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| Now you say, if your God is real why can’t you feel him? |
| Why can’t you see him?
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| I say can you look into the sun and retain your vision?
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| Can you dissect the wind with accurate precision?
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| Can you feel your own brain while it makes a decision?
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| No, I didn’t thinks so
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| These eyes were not made for such beauty, such splendor
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| Nor could they behold such a wonderful sight
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| His shafts of light, his strength his might
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| Are more than my frame of thought can handle
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| Yet, I see him every time I’m lost in the dark
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| Or whenever life shoots an arrow straight through my heart
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| I feel him by my side, his strength he provides
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| I feel my confidence even after fears have reside
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| More real than the trees, the mountains, the seas, the valleys, the breeze,
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| the whole galaxy
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| 'Cause every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity
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| Yea, every move, you take, every breath you make is a gift, a deity
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| Think about it
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| Every move, yeah, every move
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| Every move I make and every breath I take…
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| (More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys the breeze,
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| the whole galaxy)
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| Every move I make and every breath I take…
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| (More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys the breeze,
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| the whole galaxy)
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| It’s a diety
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| (More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys, the breeze,
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| the whole galaxy) |