Vagabonds

Once there was a king
Who made a seat for many men
At a wedding
When the prideful wouldn't come
He gathered to Himself
The undeserving
And unworthy

How deep the love would have to be
To reconcile the depths of the guilty

These will be the vagabonds
Who trace the lines
Of right and wrong completely
Intensely

There came the one
Who sold her love away
To many men beneath a red marking
A jackal in dark corners
Here to raid the unmarked doors
Of the sleeping
And creeping

How deep the love would have to be
To reconcile the depths of the guilty

These will be the vagabonds
Who trace the lines
Of right and wrong completely

These will be the ones
Who sing death has lost its hold on me
Now I'm forever yours
Death has lost its hold on me
And a wellspring of life
Now runs through me
A wellspring of life
Now runs through me

There came the one
Who cursed the sun in unbelief
And spoke the death of God
The man who raised his fists
Against his wife and kids
To silence their pleading
Have mercy

How deep the love would have to be
To reconcile the depths of the guilty

These will be the vagabonds
Who trace the lines
Of right and wrong completely

These will be the ones
Who sing death has lost its hold on me
Now I'm forever yours
Death has lost its hold on me
Now I'm forever yours
Death has lost its hold on me
Now I'm forever yours
Death has lost its hold on me
And a wellspring of life
Now runs through me
A wellspring of life
Now runs through me



Credits
Writer(s): Brooke Ashley Surgener
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