Tekster: Disciple. Someone.

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All I see inside is a longing for something that?s outside
This understanding of the sun breaking open
And it shines over me, shines over me

I can see the order in the way
That the oceans rise and roll out again
I can see the order in the way
That the flowers die to bloom again

And I know that there is Something out there
Watching everything
I know there?s Something out there
Even if I can?t see
I know that there is Someone out there
Watching over me
I know there?s Someone out there

Silence in this night
A million ballads to something far from sight
With an unspoken name
And my reflection, image from some other time
Some other time

Even though I can?t see
The fingerprints are everywhere