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Waiting for that other shoe to drop |
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And you swear this world's gonna come to a stop |
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Drowning on dry land and you can't come up for air |
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Your knees are so weak and you look at that mountain |
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Say there's no way over and no way around it |
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And it feel like you're so far from home, even |
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God's not there |
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Oh, but every single sparrow flying |
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And every broken soul that's crying |
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He can see, yeah, you're in |
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His reachIf |
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He can hold an ocean back with one little shore |
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Then what's all this worry and doubting for? |
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Oh, I believe |
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He holds everything |
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When it's late at night and you're staring at the stack of bills |
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And it don't add up, you don't know how it will |
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Clinging to your mother's faith with a half-hearted prayer |
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But you still don't know |
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When the anchor man breaks in on your |
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TVAnd says these times they won't be easy |
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And fear sets in and you wanna give in |
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Just let it go, oh let it go' |
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Cause every single sparrow flying |
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And every broken soul that's crying |
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He can see, yeah, you're in |
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His reachIf he can hold an ocean back with one little shore |
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Then what's all this worry and doubting for? |
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Oh, I believe |
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He holds everything |
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He holds everything |
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Oh, but every single sparrow flying |
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And every broken soul that's crying |
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He can see, yeah, you're in |
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His reachIf |
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He can hold an ocean back with one little shore |
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Then what's all this worry and doubting for? |
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Oh, I believe, yeah, |
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I believe |
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He holds everything |
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He holds everything |
