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Thank You Video (MV)




Performed By: Charlie Bookout Studio Works
Length: 4:10
Written by: Charlie Bookout




Charlie Bookout Studio Works - Thank You Lyrics




I could've been nothingness
I could've been a thought
I could've been a cloud of gas
I could've been a rock

But thank you, God, for making me for real

I could've been a grassy hill
I could've been a stone
I could've been, I could've been a daffodil
But you made me flesh and bone

So thank you, God, for teaching me to feel

I tend to complain about my curse, but the truth is, it could always be worse

So, thank you, God, for making me what I am
If I fall, I can tall again stand
I tip up my head as if I were drinking life
Oh, thank you, God, for making me what I am

This is, this what I am, what I am

I could've swam in the rivers
I could've floated in the seas
I could've nested in the willow tree
I could've floated on the breeze

But thank you, God, for putting me on land

I could've used my wings to fly
Oh, I could've walked on all fours
I could've been, I could've been a beast of the field
But I'm opening the doors

So thank you, God, for giving me these hands

And, thank you, God, for making me what I am
If I fall, I can tall again stand
I tip up my head as if I were drinking life
Oh, thank you, God, for making me what I am

For making me what I am, thank you
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I could've been nothingness
I could've been a thought
I could've been a cloud of gas
I could've been a rock

But thank you, God, for making me for real

I could've been a grassy hill
I could've been a stone
I could've been, I could've been a daffodil
But you made me flesh and bone

So thank you, God, for teaching me to feel

I tend to complain about my curse, but the truth is, it could always be worse

So, thank you, God, for making me what I am
If I fall, I can tall again stand
I tip up my head as if I were drinking life
Oh, thank you, God, for making me what I am

This is, this what I am, what I am

I could've swam in the rivers
I could've floated in the seas
I could've nested in the willow tree
I could've floated on the breeze

But thank you, God, for putting me on land

I could've used my wings to fly
Oh, I could've walked on all fours
I could've been, I could've been a beast of the field
But I'm opening the doors

So thank you, God, for giving me these hands

And, thank you, God, for making me what I am
If I fall, I can tall again stand
I tip up my head as if I were drinking life
Oh, thank you, God, for making me what I am

For making me what I am, thank you
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Writer: Charlie Bookout
Copyright: Lyrics © Abandoned Mortuary Music


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