Album: Here in America
Everybody each and all
We're gonna die eventually
And it's no more or less our faults
Than it is our destiny
So now, LORD, I come to You
Asking only for Your grace
You know what I've put myself through
All those empty dreams I chased
BRIDGE
And when my body lies in the ruins
Of the lies that nearly ruin me
Will You pick up the pieces
That were pure and true
And breathe Your life into them
And set them free
And when You start this world over
Again from scratch
Will You make me anew
Out of the stuff that lasts
Stuff that's purer than gold is
And clearer than glass could ever be
Can I be with You
Can I be with You
And everybody all and each
From the day that we were born
We have to walk beneath
Those mercies by which we're drawn
Now we wrestle in the dark
With these angels that we can't see
We will move on although with scars
Oh, LORD, move inside of me
BRIDGE
And when You blast this cosmos
To kingdom come
When those jagged-edged mountains
I love are gone
When the sky is crossed with the tears
Of a thousand fallings suns
As the crash into the sea
Can I be with You
Can I be with You