Album: blurred visions
Undone
When did this fabric become undone? (A tattered piece of what it once was?)
Unsung
When did our judgment and hate
Come to remove and replace
Our songs of mercy and grace?
Our broken pieces make up stain glass walls
Aligning crooked steps to sacred towers
Unspoken voices fill the empty halls
Enduring burdens as the praise grows louder
We can't control all the damage (We can't control all the damage)
It's not too late to confess and mend
Resew the threads and make new again
Bring us to our knees
Show us what you see
Make us feel the need
To practice what we preach
It's not too late to confess and mend
Resew the threads and make new again
Make the old new again
Make the old new again
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