All of life is running through me
As I breathe in the fullness of my life, I sense the place from which I came
Hear the spaces of the trees, and catch the doorway fragrance of incense, smoke
Curling silver towards an ancient wooden roof black with age
My heart is a tender, tender thing, soft as spider silk
Yet, here is my strength
Here is where I make my home, where I take my stand
I plant my spear for love
I plant my spear for love, and stand with closed eyes
My whole being a prayer unfolding in these vast fields of light and essence
Home. Home
The ocean breathes and sways around me, and with a sigh I fold the washing
And do what I can to ease my daughter's confusion when she returns
From those strange journeys that she is bound to travel
There is only prayer now, and perhaps that was all there ever was
This breath was never mine after all
I will never be more than this
How could I be? How could I be when the everything rests on the bloody altar of my heart
This life a single candle burning for a few endless moments
I bow my head to the flame and prepare to take another step on the one road
That leads inevitably back to you
My soul is a bird that rises towards love
Every feather reaching and shining under the light of the unfathomable open sky
This great and endless sigh of eternal grace
This great and endless sigh of eternal grace
Life runs through me Video (MV)
Performed By: Ben Bushill & Jacob Hauge Mateo
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Ben Bushill
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All of life is running through me
As I breathe in the fullness of my life, I sense the place from which I came
Hear the spaces of the trees, and catch the doorway fragrance of incense, smoke
Curling silver towards an ancient wooden roof black with age
My heart is a tender, tender thing, soft as spider silk
Yet, here is my strength
Here is where I make my home, where I take my stand
I plant my spear for love
I plant my spear for love, and stand with closed eyes
My whole being a prayer unfolding in these vast fields of light and essence
Home. Home
The ocean breathes and sways around me, and with a sigh I fold the washing
And do what I can to ease my daughter's confusion when she returns
From those strange journeys that she is bound to travel
There is only prayer now, and perhaps that was all there ever was
This breath was never mine after all
I will never be more than this
How could I be? How could I be when the everything rests on the bloody altar of my heart
This life a single candle burning for a few endless moments
I bow my head to the flame and prepare to take another step on the one road
That leads inevitably back to you
My soul is a bird that rises towards love
Every feather reaching and shining under the light of the unfathomable open sky
This great and endless sigh of eternal grace
This great and endless sigh of eternal grace
As I breathe in the fullness of my life, I sense the place from which I came
Hear the spaces of the trees, and catch the doorway fragrance of incense, smoke
Curling silver towards an ancient wooden roof black with age
My heart is a tender, tender thing, soft as spider silk
Yet, here is my strength
Here is where I make my home, where I take my stand
I plant my spear for love
I plant my spear for love, and stand with closed eyes
My whole being a prayer unfolding in these vast fields of light and essence
Home. Home
The ocean breathes and sways around me, and with a sigh I fold the washing
And do what I can to ease my daughter's confusion when she returns
From those strange journeys that she is bound to travel
There is only prayer now, and perhaps that was all there ever was
This breath was never mine after all
I will never be more than this
How could I be? How could I be when the everything rests on the bloody altar of my heart
This life a single candle burning for a few endless moments
I bow my head to the flame and prepare to take another step on the one road
That leads inevitably back to you
My soul is a bird that rises towards love
Every feather reaching and shining under the light of the unfathomable open sky
This great and endless sigh of eternal grace
This great and endless sigh of eternal grace
Writer: Ben Bushill
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