for grace, I would have been passed over. Left alone, with all of my wrongs. But up above the world we seem to be with everything he gave. And we are young. Up above
only wanna stand up, move on, stand up and know Im redeemed. One last time, is one more lie that I tell myself as Im giving in. I can feel the shame from
I know dark days can bruise your faith, but the menace strikes us all. Sorrow sends shock waves that are quick to fade, but the menace haunts us all.