My song isn't sung by angels
Isn't played in chambers or hallways
My sound is an anxious tapping
It's a restless moving always, always, always
My place isn't in this building
There are no golden ceilings that stand tall
MyâŸplaceâŸisâŸa dream that'sâŸfailing
It is broken and waiting to fall, to fall, to fall
Oh Lord Jesus
I'm still trying
Wait for me
I stay today
And I'll run tomorrow
But you wait for me
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