God, I admit I haven't changed
When I'm grabbing for these crumbs and cold loose change
I never expected You to stay Playing card houses still covering my landscape
I feel Your grace come running over every road
I love the way You're calling overflow
I feel Your grace come running over every road
You break the floodgates down and carry all
God, I admit that I've loved these chains And crawling around this cage sometimes has its advantages
And I'll need Your healing water to find my homeI know someday this could get old.
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