Welcome to the fallout:
Where the truth and the shadows have become blurred.
This is the incompletion...and we are holding our breath.
But look!
The winds of redemption have come within the confines of our frozen fists.
"Behold, I make all things new."
And in this newness is hope for the hopless, where the eternal lines of heavens collide with our own humanity.
In the divine comedy where up is down and down is up we lose ourselves to find ourselves.
Love is the movement.
This is the revolution.
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I love Switchfoot's lyrics. I also love you!
OK, so now that I know that this isn't the lyrics I thought it was...this is really cool. I really am proud of you.
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