Live at the Mustard Seed - Live
I called out and listened but heard nothing at all
Just the sound of some people giving thanks in a hall
I heard the sobs of someone crying in grief
Can't reconcile that, their anguish and their belief
When I took to the stage and I looked in their eyes
The things I saw didn't leave me surprised
The stories and the truths that they only could see
They made me realise that this could never be me
We're live at the Mustard Seed
But no mountains are moving for me
We're live at the Mustard Seed
So grab a seat by the mulberry tree
We're speaking in tongues again
And setting fires with a spark
We're live at the Mustard Seed
We're just a noise in the dark
It's something I can't hear although I've tried and I've tried
To feel it and touch it but still nothing's arrived
I believe those who feel it, I respect how they are
To insist I believe it, is going ten steps too far
I woke up this morning feeling ready to die
And I realised I wouldn't know the who, what or why
The faithful would damn me for failing their tests
But at least I'd be certain of finally getting some rest
We're live at the Mustard Seed
But no mountains are moving for me
We're live at the Mustard Seed
So grab a seat by the mulberry tree
We're speaking in tongues again
And setting fires with a spark
We're live at the Mustard Seed
We're just a noise in the dark
Just the sound of some people giving thanks in a hall
I heard the sobs of someone crying in grief
Can't reconcile that, their anguish and their belief
When I took to the stage and I looked in their eyes
The things I saw didn't leave me surprised
The stories and the truths that they only could see
They made me realise that this could never be me
We're live at the Mustard Seed
But no mountains are moving for me
We're live at the Mustard Seed
So grab a seat by the mulberry tree
We're speaking in tongues again
And setting fires with a spark
We're live at the Mustard Seed
We're just a noise in the dark
It's something I can't hear although I've tried and I've tried
To feel it and touch it but still nothing's arrived
I believe those who feel it, I respect how they are
To insist I believe it, is going ten steps too far
I woke up this morning feeling ready to die
And I realised I wouldn't know the who, what or why
The faithful would damn me for failing their tests
But at least I'd be certain of finally getting some rest
We're live at the Mustard Seed
But no mountains are moving for me
We're live at the Mustard Seed
So grab a seat by the mulberry tree
We're speaking in tongues again
And setting fires with a spark
We're live at the Mustard Seed
We're just a noise in the dark
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Writer(s): Eamonn Keyes
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