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Say goodnight to the light of the setting sun
One more day, one more way
For keeping track of all I've done

I run this race, keep this pace I'm doing fine
And I won't stop until each box
Gets checked a second time

And life becomes the round and round
Revolving door that won't slow down
It won't slow down

Do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?
Say goodbye to the lines that we've colored in
Brown and gray from day to day
Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?
Try and try to invoke us to live in You
That we might be the hands and feet of this mystery

This routine is nice and clean from dawn to dusk
I rise and rest, I do my best
When will it ever be enough?

And life becomes the bigger noise
Drowning out Your little voice
Your little voice, Jesus

And do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?
Say goodbye to the lines that we've colored in
Brown and gray from day to day
Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?
Try and try to invoke us to live in You
That we might be the hands and feet of this mystery

We take stock, and we punch the clock
And we make sure all those zeros
Have balanced in the end

Do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?
Say goodbye to the lines that we've colored in
Brown and gray day after day after day
Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?
Try and try to invoke us to live in You
We might be the hands and feet of this mystery

We'll be might be the hands and feet
Then we might be the hands and feet of this mystery
This mystery
Say goodnight to the light of the setting sun   One more day, one more way   For keeping track of all I've done      I run this race, keep this pace I'm doing fine   And I won't stop until each box   Gets checked a second time      And life becomes the round and round   Revolving door that won't slow down   It won't slow down      Do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?   Say goodbye to the lines that we've colored in   Brown and gray from day to day   Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?   Try and try to invoke us to live in You   That we might be the hands and feet of this mystery      This routine is nice and clean from dawn to dusk   I rise and rest, I do my best   When will it ever be enough?      And life becomes the bigger noise   Drowning out Your little voice   Your little voice, Jesus      And do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?   Say goodbye to the lines that we've colored in   Brown and gray from day to day   Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?   Try and try to invoke us to live in You   That we might be the hands and feet of this mystery      We take stock, and we punch the clock   And we make sure all those zeros   Have balanced in the end      Do You wish, do You want us to breathe again?   Say goodbye to the lines that we've colored in   Brown and gray day after day after day   Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new?   Try and try to invoke us to live in You   We might be the hands and feet of this mystery      We'll be might be the hands and feet   Then we might be the hands and feet of this mystery   This mystery