Sunlight has not found us, over forty days or more,
While the flood outside provides no guide to bring this little boat ashore.
Where we are this hour is not where we will be when these liquid days are done,
In a turn of light, like sun on subtle rose, we will see how far we've come.
I held my breath to bursting 'til I found myself inhaled,
Three days and nights to waive my rights in the belly of a diving whale.
Where we are this hour is not where we will be when these liquid days are done,
In a turn of light, like sun on subtle rose, we will see what we've become.
See it rising from the sea,
I see something...something that I might have missed,
There's a shadow of a cloud now...a cloud no bigger than a man's fist,
There's a shadow of a cloud now...a cloud no bigger than a man's fist.
What we know this hour is not what we will know when these liquid days are done,
In a turn of light, like sun on subtle rose, we will see what's just begun.
Rivers: no uprising,
And the seas will cease to rage,
When the mourning's past, thank God at last,
He's gonna come and wipe these tears away,
Rivers: no uprising,
The seas will cease to rage,
When mourning's past, thank God at last,
Gonna come and wipe these tears away,
Rivers: no uprising,
Seas will cease to rage,
When mourning's past, I thank my God at last,
He's gonna come and wipe these tears away,
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