As I travel far from kinships
As I wander far from
Grant us grace and grant us hope
Grant us grace and
The sky is calling to the steeple
As it echoes out
Hark! The wind of passion
Swiftly weaving over your soul
Bless the
I've built a bridge, all of my strength cannot cross
Evening fills the crimson sky
Another day is leaving I think
I wish that I could say
The world was one and
You're the sweet dreams that soothe me
When I can't fall
You're the sweet dreams that soothe me
When I can't fall
All the while
You were traveling all around the world
There was
When I wake, when I sleep
I hear whispers that seek
I can't breathe, it's agony
Wondering where you are
Picture me on
May all the blessings flow
That run from heaven to here
Under the starboard sail, I glide
Floating on seas that paint
Forty days I cried with no reprieve
The tears that raised
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