Wounds (feat. Chris Bradshaw)

For our brothers and sisters that are no longer here
There's a fountain of love for ya and a flood of tears
For our brothers and sisters who've left in hurt of fear
There's a fountain of blood for us to wash the darkness clear

There lay our wounds

For our brothers and sisters drowning in doubt
There's a fountain of grace for ya that will light a route
For our brothers and sisters with spirits in drought
There's a fountain of goodness that wells and sprouts

There lay our wounds

In our bellies we feel it in our hearts it stings
And our spirits admit and through we sing
(Come heal our wounds)



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Campos
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