Album: Clear
Sixth street sun is going down
Pavement's cool, underneath
A vagrant so they say in town
Seems that mercy can't compete
Sleeping in a doorway
Near the docks, of Oyster Bay
Thirteen years of carrying shame
Never hearing the voice
Of the One who, took his blame
A whisper
He raised his head
~Chorus~
Surrendered out, do you believe
Are you ready to ride the train
Abandoned not by love you'll see
If you're ready to ride
A onepiece paper suitcase
A past whose future was foretold
A life not made for dying instead the mystery
Began to, unfold
Unfolding
He raised his head
~Chorus~
Born into despair an orphan child, will You care for me
And like the train that saved me, adopted by love, eternally
Opening His arms
He wants you rich you poor
You black you white
Receive His love that runs so deep and high
And long and wide
~Chorus~
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