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(ohhh) A garden cold under the heavy sky
A quiet kiss beneath the torches high
You handed over love with silver coins
And felt the break where history adjoins Is this the end of
grace? Or just the open space? I
would have died for you
anyway
Through the betrayal and the dark decay
The price is paid,
the mercy won
For every broken
daughter and son (forgiven!)
We draw our lines and we walk away
But still Your arms are open wide today
The same forgiveness that washed him clean
Is washing over all we've ever been
It is finished
It is done (ahhh)