Sunday, December 14, 2008

"We Move"

She doesn’t know where she can go
Three months pregnant, now she can’t go home
Backpack loaded, staring down the road
At a choice being guarded by an angry row

She knows there must be another way
‘cause she’s still got a song to sing
If only she knew God was more than a rock
To whom she’s trying to cling

No-one can hold a stone that long
It’s a game she’s bound to lose
Not an unchanging stone, sister,
You’re not alone
God’s the river through whom you move

He doesn’t know where he can go
Gave into booze and now he can’t go home
Note’s been written and the city’s below
It’d be so easy to jump, but he just doesn’t know

But he knows there must be another way
‘cause he’s still got a song to sing
If only he knew God was more than a rock
To whom he’s trying to cling

No-one can hold a stone that long
It’s a game he’s bound to lose
Not an unchanging stone, brother,
You’re not alone
God’s the river through whom you move

No-one’s saying it’s easy; most times it’s hard
And “just one more day” can seem so very far
But whoever saw a river without any turns
So it seems like we’ve all got so much to learn
There will be twists and there will be bends
An invitation to the beach, God to us extends

They just don’t know where they can go
Bank came calling, now they can’t go home
The house sits empty ‘cause it’s been foreclosed
Now the temperature’s dropping, wind’s starting to blow

But they know tomorrow’s another day
And they’ve still got songs to sing
They know that God is so much more than a rock
To whom they used to cling

No-one can hold a stone that long
It’s a game we’re bound to lose
So let it be known
that we are not alone
And God’s the river through whom we move

God’s the river through whom we move

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