orchard soul
spirit, haunt my lungs
cause these bones to move
swallow all my oxygen
exhale it into fruit
burn my paper frame of sin
and let my flames construct a hymn
rebuild me from redemption's stone
so that I may not wither
before His throne
spirit, haunt my lungs
cause these bones to move
swallow all my oxygen
exhale it into fruit
burn my paper frame of sin
and let my flames construct a hymn
rebuild me from redemption's stone
so that I may not wither
before His throne
