god, i admit i haven´t changed
playing card houses still covering my landscape
i never expected you to stay
when i´m grabbing for these crumbs and cold loose change

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
i know someday this could get old
and i´ll need your healing water to find my home