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Two months is too little, they let him go
They had no sudden healing
To think that providence
Would take a child from his mother
While she prays, is appalling

Who told us we?d be rescued
What has changed and
Why should we be saved from nightmares
We?re asking why this happens to us

Who have died to live, it?s unfair
This is what it means to be held
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive

This is what it is to be loved and to know
That the promise was that when everything fell
We?d be held

This hand is bitterness
We want to taste it and
Let the hatred numb our sorrows
The wise hand opens slowly
To lilies of the valley and tomorrow

This is what it means to be held
How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive

This is what it is to be loved and to know
That the promise was that when everything fell
We?d be held

If hope if born of suffering
If this is only the beginning
Can we not wait for one hour
Watching for our Savior

This is what it means to be held
How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive

This is what it is to be loved and to know
That the promise was that when everything fell
We?d be held
Two months is too little, they let him go   They had no sudden healing   To think that providence   Would take a child from his mother   While she prays, is appalling      Who told us we?d be rescued   What has changed and   Why should we be saved from nightmares   We?re asking why this happens to us      Who have died to live, it?s unfair   This is what it means to be held   How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life   And you survive      This is what it is to be loved and to know   That the promise was that when everything fell   We?d be held      This hand is bitterness   We want to taste it and   Let the hatred numb our sorrows   The wise hand opens slowly   To lilies of the valley and tomorrow      This is what it means to be held   How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life   And you survive      This is what it is to be loved and to know   That the promise was that when everything fell   We?d be held      If hope if born of suffering   If this is only the beginning   Can we not wait for one hour   Watching for our Savior      This is what it means to be held   How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life   And you survive      This is what it is to be loved and to know   That the promise was that when everything fell   We?d be held