Zacchaeus

The dark trees christen the night sky
Hey, what do you think
Are their leaves like mine
Blown by the breeze
And met with a cold light

23 seems like a long time
Planted by streams
But these words are not mine
What do you see
When you look at me

I'm unclean
I'm unclean
Would you wipe it all away
I'm unclean
I'm unclean
Would you wipe it all away

It gets so cold up in this place
I could come down and see Your face
I hear You calling out my name

So I climb out and go below
For all my faults You surely know
And this old treehouse ain't no home

I'm unclean
I'm unclean
Would you wipe it all away
I'm unclean
I'm unclean
Would you wipe it all away

Am I old or am I young
I've been told to seek the Son
But tell me how long is this race I run

Out of breath, but keeping stride
No fear of death, just sting of life
Running to win or am I running to hide
Running to win or am I running to hide

I'm unclean
I'm unclean
Would you wipe it all away
I'm unclean
I'm unclean
Would you wipe it all away



Credits
Writer(s): Brogan Gaskill
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