Churches

When the day breaks
And we access the damage
When the light hits the streets
We can see what will be salvaged

Shadows long cast
Over the city
Debris spirals down
Such ugly confetti

When the wind
Blew The Basement away
And the bomb went off
On Christmas Day

I know things are strange right now
I know it feels like hell right now
The telephone lines are down
But they're playing my song on the south side of town
It goes
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...

Oh babe
Oh babe
Lift yourself up
This ain't your grave

The world is twisted
The city's dark
We will rebuild
We will restart

Hold your post
Stare fear in his eyes
Sing your song like you mean it
Put your hands to the sky

And I know things are strange right now
I know it feels like hell right now
The telephone lines are down
But they're playing my song on the south side of town
It goes
Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...

Everyone is looking for work
But first let us rebuild the church
Your love is my church
Your lips are my church
The city is my church
The world is my church
Your love is my church
The city is my church
Your lips are my church
The world is my church

Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...



Credits
Writer(s): Zac Young
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