Gospel

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Brown-eyed Beauty don't you cry
I know he hurt you badly my sweet honey child
The proof is in the pudding, when it comes to the men you choose
The ache is seeping through your bones-you had so much to prove.
I see the quiet violence their words have wreaked upon your soul
So you stumble on the skyline as you fail to meet the mould.

Listen now, my darling there's change coming on the wind-
It's touch will make you come alive, more than that last hit
Watch the bending of the idle trees and soar into the sun,
There's secretly someone out there who thinks you are the one.

'Look at you, you bastard son-you've let Dad down again'
Say the cacophony of voices which fill your weary head
You lay down next to Leah, knowing you'll always wish for more
But God must have forsaken me, when Daddy slammed the kitchen door.

Listen now, my darling there's change coming on the wind-
It's touch will make you come alive, more than that last hit
Watch the bending of the idle trees and soar into the sun,
There's secretly someone out there who thinks you are the one.

Leah, please stop crying, God has heard your plaintive pleas
He has counted every tear you've shed and poured them in a sea
A sea of life and hope and endless grace which flows from him to thee
He's dancing over you dear daughter, let him take the lead.

Listen now, my darling there's change coming on the wind-
It's touch will make you come alive, more than that last hit
Watch the bending of the idle trees and soar into the sun,
There's secretly someone out there who thinks you are the one.

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