When You Got There
I Was Sure You'd Come Too Late
We All Pay You Lip Service
Then Address Our Prayers To Fate
Sister Gone
She Tripped And Fell
A Prodigal Hell
And Do I Dare Believe You'll Reach
Such A Long Lost Cause
Wrapped In Gauze
As Good As Dead

She's Breathing...

My Lord
She's A Miracle Child
I Know
She's A Miracle Child
And I Saw
How She'd Chosen The Grave
My Lord
It's A Miracle Save

When She Woke Up
We Were Dumbstruck At The Sight
Like Coming Out Of A Coma
All She Asked For Was More Light

Fluttering Eyes
Life From A Tomb
You Flooded Her Room
With A Fearsome Mercy
Torn From The Devil's Grip
From The Clutches Of Fear
I Can Hear Her Dead Heart Beating

My Lord
She's A Miracle Child
I Know
She's A Miracle Child
And I Saw
How She'd Chosen The Grave
My Lord
It's A Miracle Save

We Lose Hope
We Mumble Our Prayers
We Seal Off The Stairs
And Never Dare Believe Your Reach
Can Pass Through Stone
Can Lead A Child Home
Can Make The Dead Start Blinking