He’s lost to us he’ll not come home
The church your friends we’re here for you
His family prays in the waiting room.
We hear your cries they’re killing us
Death’s placid stare across the line
He’s lost to us he’ll not come home
Our trenches dug, our lines of prayer
We’ll not back off, our God is good
His family prays in the waiting room.
You’ve got the best care in the world
They won’t surrender you to death
He’s lost to us he’ll not come home
It’s all we do to stay this close
We sanitize each thing we touch
His family prays in the waiting room.
There is no life in the DMZ
And ICU survives on hope
He’s lost to us he’ll not come home
His family prays in the waiting room.
Monday, February 18, 2008
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