John Mark McMillan - Economy

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Raise your voice
Chase away the ghosts
The pain that haunts a heart
The things we fear the most
The entropy of life
The slow decay of time
That wars against our bones
All these sinking ships
Are rolled against the wave
The raging of the tide
The tyranny of days
And sleep would chase us down
Sleep would have its way
And night would fall upon us all
But I believe You can overcome my economy
You can dig me out of the grave
I believe You can overcome my economy
You can dig me out of the grave
The weight of love
It rests upon us all
The people we’ve become
The people that we’ve known
We’re longing for a day
Arrested by a hope
That death could not foreclose upon
I believe You can overcome my economy
You can dig me out of the grave
I believe You can overcome my economy
You can dig me out of the grave
I believe You can overcome my economy
You can dig me out of the grave
I believe You can overcome my economy
Yeah, You can dig me out of the grave