This Need
This void came rushing over me.Like sands in the hours glass, sifting the sea.
Space and time seperating eternity
What is it that you need?
Derailed by lifes arrows, tares and wheat, eye on the sparrow
Building the bridge so we can meet.
What is it that you really need?
Fruits of the spirit anguish of heart making me bleed
Planting the seed,
It is you, it is you, That I Need
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