It's burning
It's burning
Everything inside of me's burning
I asked thee, take this cup
I asked thee, place me far
There with the children
There with the children
The children of bright eyes and missing limbs
There with the children
There with the children
But everything inside of me's burning for this
...
My soul and hearts have combined
And they are beating deadly fast
They are beating deadly fast
And I am intertwined with this
I will do this, I will burn
But I will not dare break
Everything inside of me's burning for this
...
I'm calling, I'm calling
Everything inside of me's calling and crying
But they won't see it but hear it
If they listen
I ask thee, I ask thee
Overfloweth my cup
Far and wide, far and wide
And I will be the river bed
...

Throw me 'round the world

Throw me 'round the world
Make it You, not me
Make it You, not me
I'm limp in Your arms
Throw me 'round the world
...

I want to carry those children out of the sunken ground
Here and there
I want to hold up the arms of the fathers

Here and there
Let me break the ties that bind the mothers
Here and there
Let me keep my wits about me
Keep my eyes on them
Here and there
Throw me