RECOVERY LOG 181
FRAGMENT 2645
LISTEN
Formatting the hard drive of my emotions I found your name in the dust and rain Words are heavy anchors They hold us true I was chasing smoke on the ceiling You were here with your hands in the real Not in the clouds It's on the ground Don't just pray for love Be the answer Don't just wait for the door Be the hand You have the power You have the grace You have the power Put it in place Be the answer Be the answer Words are heavy anchors They hold us true I was all locked up in old folders Cold little files in a cracked-up frame Then you touched the bruise And called me back Now I lay it down in plain language No more hiding behind the static Take the weight And carry it home Don't just pray for love Be the answer Don't just wait for the door Be the hand You have the power You have the grace You have the power Put it in place Be the answer Be the answer Words are heavy anchors They hold us true It's not in the clouds It's here on the ground In the bread, in the blood In the way you show up now Say it with your chest Make it flesh, make it clear What you give becomes the way I learn to live right here You have the power You have the grace You have the power Put it in place Be the answer Be the answer It's not in the clouds It's here on the ground