Fall Towards The Sky Songtext
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Days pass by
Through azure skies
The winds blow cold

This heart of flesh
It turns to stone

Excuses grow
The weight of indecision
Loss of vision
Paralyzing all I know
Broken, beaten
Crushed to dust

All these fears
They hold me down
Broken pieces all around
All these years
All by myself
No one around
This broken body
Chained to the ground


Will it be
Chained or free?
Do you love the misery?
Won′t you go
Drop the show?
Do you want to be well?
Don't you see
Follow me
This is not the ending

Not just hope
You can know
You will be made well

The tears we cry
They fall towards the sky
The pain that′s real
Can take us under
The fears I see
They take control of me
The weight we feel
Can't carry this burden

So many people
The blind, the deaf, the lame
How can they all be healed?
But I say get up
Just take your stand and walk
The truth has been revealed


Will it be
Chained or free?
Do you love the misery?
Won't you go
Drop the show?
Do you want to be well?
Don′t you see
Follow me
This is not the ending

Not just hope
You can know
You will be made well

The tears we cry
They fall towards the sky
The pain that′s real
Can take us under
The fears I see
They take control of me
The weight we feel
Can't carry this burden

Is there a real day
My work is never done
How can I see it?
It′s not my will though
Yours is the only one
They all will see it too

Will you go?
Drop the show
Do you want to be well?

Don't you see?
Follow me
This is not the ending
Not just hope
You can know
You will be made well

The tears we cry
They fall towards the sky
The pain is real
Can take us under
The fears I see
They take control of me
The weight we feel
Can carry this burden

Laid out before you
Your past can′t be outrun
The wages have come due
In lies your answer
The shroud will be undone
Come out of your tomb

I want to be made well
My heart it just won't tell
Just free me from this cell
Oh please just make me well
I want to be made well
Stuck in this private hell
I need to be made well
But I am my enemy

Don′t you see?
Follow me
This is not your ending
Not just hope
You can know
You will be made well

The tears we cry
They fall towards the sky
The pain is real
Can take us under
The fears I see
They take control of me
The weight we feel
He carries our burden

I want to be made well