Lirik Lagu Oh My God - Jars Of Clay
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Oh my God, look around this placeYour fingers reach around the boneYou set the break and set the toneFlights of grace, and future fallsIn present painAll fools say, "Oh my God"
Oh my God, Why are we so afraid?We make it worse when we don't bleedThere is no cure for our diseaseTurn a phrase, and rise againOr fake your death and only tell your closest friendOh my God.
Oh my God, can I complain?You take away my firm belief and graft my soul upon your griefWeddings, boats and alibisAll drift away, and a mother cries
Liars and fools; sons and failuresThieves will always sayLost and found; ailing wanderersHealers always sayWhores and angels; men with problemsLeavers always sayBroken hearted; separatedOrphans always sayWar creators; racial hatersPreachers always sayDistant fathers; fallen warriorsGivers always sayPilgrim saints; lonely widowsUsers always sayFearful mothers; watchful doubtersSaviors always say
Sometimes I cannot forgiveAnd these days, mercy cuts so deepIf the world was how it should be, maybe I could get some sleepWhile I lay, I dream we're better,Scales were gone and faces lightWhen we wake, we hate our brotherWe still move to hurt each otherSometimes I can close my eyes,And all the fear that keeps me silent falls below my heavy breathing,What makes me so badly bent?We all have a chance to murderWe all feel the need for wonderWe still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the thunder
Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heavenAll the times I thought to reach upAll the times I had to giveBabies underneath their bedsHospitals that cannot treat all the wounds that money causes,All the comforts of cathedralsAll the cries of thirsty children - this is our inheritanceAll the rage of watching mothers - this is our greatest offense
Oh my GodOh my GodOh my God
Oh my God, Why are we so afraid?We make it worse when we don't bleedThere is no cure for our diseaseTurn a phrase, and rise againOr fake your death and only tell your closest friendOh my God.
Oh my God, can I complain?You take away my firm belief and graft my soul upon your griefWeddings, boats and alibisAll drift away, and a mother cries
Liars and fools; sons and failuresThieves will always sayLost and found; ailing wanderersHealers always sayWhores and angels; men with problemsLeavers always sayBroken hearted; separatedOrphans always sayWar creators; racial hatersPreachers always sayDistant fathers; fallen warriorsGivers always sayPilgrim saints; lonely widowsUsers always sayFearful mothers; watchful doubtersSaviors always say
Sometimes I cannot forgiveAnd these days, mercy cuts so deepIf the world was how it should be, maybe I could get some sleepWhile I lay, I dream we're better,Scales were gone and faces lightWhen we wake, we hate our brotherWe still move to hurt each otherSometimes I can close my eyes,And all the fear that keeps me silent falls below my heavy breathing,What makes me so badly bent?We all have a chance to murderWe all feel the need for wonderWe still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the thunder
Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heavenAll the times I thought to reach upAll the times I had to giveBabies underneath their bedsHospitals that cannot treat all the wounds that money causes,All the comforts of cathedralsAll the cries of thirsty children - this is our inheritanceAll the rage of watching mothers - this is our greatest offense
Oh my GodOh my GodOh my God
