"The difference between the old ballplayer and the new ballplayer is the jersey. The old ballplayer cared about the name on the front. The new ballplayer cares about the name on the back." ~Steve Garvey

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Flood


Jars of Clay
Flood

rain, rain on my face
hasn't stopped raining for days
my world is a flood
slowly i become one with the mud

but if i can't swim after forty days
and my mind is crushed by the crashing waves
lift me up so high that i cannot fall
lift me up
lift me up - when i'm falling
lift me up - i'm weak and i'm dying
lift me up - i need you to hold me
lift me up - keep me from drowning again

downpour on my soul
splashing in the ocean, i'm losing control
dark sky all around
can't feel my feet touching the ground

but if i can't swim after forty days
and my mind is crushed by the thrashing waves
lift me up so high that i cannot fall
lift me up
lift me up - when i'm falling
lift me up - i'm weak and i'm dying
lift me up - i need you to hold me
lift me up - keep me from drowning again

calm the storms that drench my eyes
and dry the streams still flowing
casting down all the waves of sin
and guilt that overthrow me

if i can't swim after forty days
and my mind is crushed by the crashing waves
lift me up so high that i cannot fall
lift me up
lift me up - when i'm falling
lift me up - i'm weak and i'm dying
lift me up - i need you to hold me
lift me up - keep me from drowning again

lift me up - when i'm falling
lift me up - i'm weak and i'm dying
lift me up - i need you to hold me
lift me up - keep me from drowning again

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