Careless souls we have become, throwing caution to the wind. We've been searching for forever just to find
Where it begins. I don't know where this begins, but I would guess this is the end. We have made grace into
Our game, capturing hearts and making slaves, provoking everything we'd ever worked to gain. This is a setup
I have been dry for far too long and I can't live, not without You. Yes, I could live, but not be strong. Jesus
When will it end, sin will become our friend and in the deepest part of our hearts will win