John Mark McMillan - Ten Thousand lyrics
[John Mark McMillan - Ten Thousand lyrics]
Ten thousand glimmering like coals
In our chest
Ball bearings drawn to the magnetic breath
Of ten thousand weeping with
Wings on their tears
Amidst ten thousand voices for
Ten thousand years
For ten thousand graves yawning
Unlocked and unlatched
Now ten thousand holes with
Rocks on their backs
Ten thousand tombs gaping wide
Singing the praises
Of ten thousand bodies unlaced and unlaid
As the ten thousand highways
Unfold their doors
For the ten thousand standing
On Nineveh's shores
Where the blood of a husband silences wars
For the girl who rises to meet him
And she sings "World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome by my song and
The blood of a Son"
Ten thousand rivers run red like my veins
Where the bones of men hum
Like a rattling cage
For sinew to cling to, for wind to remain
In ten thousand lungs for ten thousand days
Breathing like a choir of holes in the ground
Where the cynical have lain
Where the cynical go down
Save the gravity of time lets
Go of her drowned like ten thousand sparrows
Unlocked and unwound
As the ten thousand highways
Unfold their doors
For the ten thousand standing
On Nineveh's shores
Where the blood of a husband silences wars
For the girl who rises to meet him
And she sings "World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome by my song and
The blood of a Son"
She sings "World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome by my song and
The blood of a Son"
In our chest
Ball bearings drawn to the magnetic breath
Of ten thousand weeping with
Wings on their tears
Amidst ten thousand voices for
Ten thousand years
For ten thousand graves yawning
Unlocked and unlatched
Now ten thousand holes with
Rocks on their backs
Ten thousand tombs gaping wide
Singing the praises
Of ten thousand bodies unlaced and unlaid
As the ten thousand highways
Unfold their doors
For the ten thousand standing
On Nineveh's shores
Where the blood of a husband silences wars
For the girl who rises to meet him
And she sings "World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome by my song and
The blood of a Son"
Ten thousand rivers run red like my veins
Where the bones of men hum
Like a rattling cage
For sinew to cling to, for wind to remain
In ten thousand lungs for ten thousand days
Breathing like a choir of holes in the ground
Where the cynical have lain
Where the cynical go down
Save the gravity of time lets
Go of her drowned like ten thousand sparrows
Unlocked and unwound
As the ten thousand highways
Unfold their doors
For the ten thousand standing
On Nineveh's shores
Where the blood of a husband silences wars
For the girl who rises to meet him
And she sings "World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome by my song and
The blood of a Son"
She sings "World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome you
World, I've overcome by my song and
The blood of a Son"