their hands are empty
their stomachs are bare
their throats are parched
their hearts are light and they dance with his words
our heads are full
our stadiums are packed
our tabernacles are filled
out hearts are heavy our hearts they cry our hearts
are gone
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
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1 comments:
i can relate.
i think.
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