The Flood---Joshua Hyslop
Here comes the wind again
Cold that cuts to the bone
Pack my bags and I'll head out the door
Here I am on my own
When I say how much more can I stand?
I know my walls are falling down; I left the rocks and chose the sand
And though I've no one left to blame
Still, I cursed your name
I cursed your name
So now the end
What I've been running from
Though I've tried I cannot lift my head
Oh, what have I become?
When I say how much more can I take?
I know my time is running short, I am broken and I'll break
And though I've worn myself so thin
I'm coming home again
And though I do not know my heart
Well, I know myself down to my bones, but if my bones should come apart
Then I'll have nothing left to give
But if you take me in,
I'm coming home again
If you take me in
I'm coming home again
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