Artist: Caedmon's Call
Album: Raising Up The Dead
Genre: Christian
Down to the wire of words that aren't said
And I'm building the pieces together in my head
To make a place I sleep soundly, a place I think clearly
Oh, where do we go, where do we go from here?
There's a sign in the yard and a lump in my throat
A new plot of land and fresh lumber is in tow
Two kids in their car seats and hope for our history
And letting it go, letting it go from here
I need a builder, a better design
A house with more windows
And more ways inside
We're leaving behind all that our parents wrote
We're replacing the past and all our fathers' hopes
With a new street address and a new bag of tools
To make room as we grow, room as we grow from here
We need a builder, a better design
A house with more windows
And more ways inside
| 1 | Another Ten Miles (live) |
| 2 | Truth |
| 3 | Raising Up The Dead |
| 4 | Miss You |
| 5 | I Need A Builder |
| 6 | Come With Me |
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Copyright © Derek Webb Music, Same Old Dress Music
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