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Thursday, June 16, 2005
 
Deeper Still
By: Bebo Norman

She turned her head as if to hide,
there was just nowhere to go
‘Cause standing tall on every side,
the mighty fear of letting go
She said, my God I'm so ashamed,
thirty years a tragedy
I still believed that he could change,
but he pulled me down like gravity
He broke my will,
but it's deeper still, deeper still

She told me morning was the time,
when the sun burned bright and clean
And love grew fragile on the vine,
all wrapped up in gold and green
‘Cause after all we know we all are
after all the same things
But for the sun no rain would fall,
and it burned him up and turned him mean
This fire that kills me,
it's deeper still, deeper still

Tonight I rose up with the moon,
and looking down from high above
I saw a world carved and confused
into valleys deep in need of love
And falling down all thick with grace,
Heaven's cloud of mystery
Was filling every empty space,
down tothe depth of human need
This love that heals,
it's deeper still

love that heals me, love that heals me,
love that's deeper still
love that heals me, love that heals me,
love that's deeper still
This love that heals me, it's deeper still,
it's deeper still

 

 
   
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