But still I kneel upon this floor.
Your spirit lingers in the air like incense rising in a prayer.
Do you hear me, Lord?
When the silence starts to burn Can I feel you near?
When my thoughts begin to turn?
I've been waiting Barely breathing in the grace you used to feel.
If you know me like I know you, then I bow beneath your will.
The holy water feels like dew the pews remember Passing through.
Along the aisles we once knew well the story's only time can tell.
The part of me that I won't let go Is holding to the seeds you sow.
Your spirit lingers in the air like incense arising in a prayer.
Do you hear me, Lord?
When the silence starts to burn Can I feel you near?
When my thoughts begin to turn?
I've been waiting Barely breathing in the grace you used to feel.
If you know me like I know you then I bow beneath your will.
Maybe faith just learns to wait.
Outside the narrow heaven's gate.
If you hold me through the night.
Then I will walk by faith, not sight.
Do you hear me, Lord?
When the silence starts to burn Can I feel you near?
When my thoughts begin to turn?
I've been waiting Barely breathing in the grace you used to feel.
If you know me like I know you, then my heart is beating still.