Album: From Small Seeds Come Giant Trees
These fields are fallow, deserted, kept down
still I sow to the ground
My heart runs shallow, robbed by the time
I've wasted in pride
Lift my head, I see the famine tamed the swagger
Hope awaits to bring me home
My heart is pounding, I've longed for your return
to give you more than you deserve
Redemption resounding, no longer deprived
you were dead, now alive
Lift your head, I see the famine tamed the swagger
Hope awaits to bring you home
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