Acts of Man

Album: The Courage Of Others (2010)
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  • If all that grows starts to fade, starts to falter
    Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait
    Let all that run through the fields through the quiet,
    Go on with their, own with their own hidden ways

    When all newness of gold travels far from
    Where it had once been,
    Born like the earth over years
    And when the acts of man
    'Cause the ground to break open
    Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait

    Great are the sounds of all that live
    And all that man can hold

    If all that grows starts to fade, starts to falter
    Oh, let me inside, let me inside, not to wait
    Great are the sounds of all that live
    And all that man can hold

    Great are the sounds of all that live
    That live Writer/s: ERIC NICHELSON, ERIC PULIDO, MCKENZIE SMITH, PAUL ALEXANDER, TIM SMITH
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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