Redeemer

Wading through the weeds, you can feel it in your bones
You're here for a reason, and you best just call it home

Don't lose sight of me my friend
Or you might get lost again
There's nobody left to turn to, can the Black Rock lead me back to you?

Garden of forking paths, leads to depths unknown
The truth is in the fields, and it leaves the dead alone

Redemption finds its roots in you
There's one thing left to turn to
The grass is tall and eager
Feel the Rock, it's your redeemer

The Rock is but a teacher, the grass it calls your name
I'm nothing but a preacher, to us you're all the same

Place your hand upon, it's fatal
You will learn just what you're made of
And only one thing can be true
All flesh is grass and one with you



Credits
Writer(s): Albert Motzel
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