Oh My God-Jars of Clay

[00:36.27]Oh my God, look around this place [00:43.95]Your fingers reach around the bone [00:47.76]You set the break and set the tone [00:51.64]Flights of grace, and future falls [00:59.95]In present pain [01:03.79]All fools say, "Oh my God" [01:17.48] [01:23.98]Oh my God, Why are we so afraid? [01:31.79]We make it worse when we don't bleed [01:35.41]There is no cure for our disease [01:39.41]Turn a phrase, and rise again [01:47.41]Or fake your death and only tell your closest friend [01:55.82]Oh my God. [02:01.32] [02:19.76]Oh my God, can I complain? [02:27.69]You take away my firm belief and graft my soul upon your grief [02:35.75]Weddings, boats and alibis [02:43.54]All drift away, and a mother cries [02:59.35]Liars and fools; sons and failures [03:06.41]Thieves will always say [03:13.97]Lost and found; ailing wanderers [03:20.16]Healers always say [03:27.04]Whores and angels; men with problems [03:32.66]Leavers always say [03:39.66]Broken hearted; separated [03:45.29]Orphans always say [03:52.10]War creators; racial haters [03:57.70]Preachers always say [04:04.88]Distant fathers; fallen warriors [04:10.63]Givers always say [04:17.76]Pilgrim saints; lonely widows [04:23.51]Users always say [04:30.32]Fearful mothers; watchful doubters [04:36.19]Saviors always say [04:43.07]Sometimes I cannot forgive [04:46.19]And these days, mercy cuts so deep [04:49.21]If the world was how it should be, maybe I [04:53.96]could get some sleep [04:55.46]While I lay, I dream we're better, [04:58.71]Scales were gone and faces light [05:01.93]When we wake, we hate our brother [05:05.05]We still move to hurt each other [05:08.18]Sometimes I can close my eyes, [05:11.43]And all the fear that keeps me silent falls below my heavy breathing, [05:17.65]What makes me so badly bent? [05:20.71]We all have a chance to murder [05:23.83]We all feel the need for wonder [05:26.90]We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunder [05:33.15]Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven [05:39.27]All the times I thought to reach up [05:42.27]All the times I had to give [05:45.33]Babies underneath their beds [05:48.27]Hospitals that cannot treat all the wounds that money causes, [05:54.34]All the comforts of cathedrals [05:57.27]All the cries of thirsty children - this is our inheritance [06:02.90]All the rage of watching mothers - this is our greatest offense [06:08.40]Oh my God [06:10.23]Oh my God oh my God