| Liquid by, Jars of Clay |
| Arms nailed down, are you looking for something? Eyes turned out, are you looking for someone? This is the one thing, The one thing that I know. Blood-stained brow, are you dying for nothing? Flesh and blood, is it so elemental? This is the one thing, The one thing that I know. Blood-stained brow, He wasn't broken for nothing. Arms nailed down, He didn't die for nothing. This is the one thing, The one thing that I know. |