The Collection
Lazarus
[Verse 1]
Looked in Your eyes
They were burning like cigarettes
On top of a head
That could resurrect Lazarus
Up from the grave that somehow made You cry

[Verse 2]
Both of Your hands were rough like a carpenter's
So accustomed
To nails and to hammers
Never would've thought those nails would cut inside
Oh, Your hands were blessed one holy, holy night

[Interlude]

[Chorus]
But we found Your grace
It was waiting inside of a
Dead dark place
With few survivors
It seems that You lived
In places I reckoned You wouldn't
And all that we saw
Were people that had no hope
And You changed my eyes into flaming kaleidoscopes
I saw something that I thought for sure was fiction
But the peace that it brought me erased all of my convictions
[Interlude]

[Bridge]
There was a knife
Buried deep inside the part of our hearts
Where we learned how to love something other than us
It was built on a sandy shore
Hoping the waves wouldn't come to the door
And greet us with disdain and heaviness
One of redemption
Washing away all the thoughts we had ran to before

[Outro]
Well, You rescued me from my disbelief
Would You please rescue me from being a thief
Of things that will burn up when it's the end
The dust collects, yeah, dust it upset
And we are only dust at best
But You can breathe dust back to life again
Oh, flood the whole world and dust will walk again