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THE ECONOMY OF MERCY
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THE ECONOMY OF MERCY,
Switchfoot
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There's just two ways to lose yourself in this life
and neither way is safe
in my dreams i see visions of the future
but today we have today
And where will i find you?
and where will i find you?
In the economy of mercy
i am a poor and begging man
in the currency of grace
is where my song begins
in the colors of your goodness
in the scars that mark your skin
in the currency of grace
is where my song begins
These carbon shells
these fragile dusty frames
house canvases of souls
we are bruised and broken masterpieces
but we did not paint ourselves
And where will i find you?
where will i find you?
In the economy of mercy
i am a poor and begging man
in the currency of grace
is where my song begins
in the colors of your goodness
in the scars that mark your skin
in the currency of grace
is where my song begins
Where was i when the world was made?
where was i when the world was made?
where was i when the world was made?
where was i?
I'm lost without you here
yes, i'm lost without you here
i'm lost without you here
you knew my name when the world was made
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There's just two ways to lose yourself in this life and neither way is safe in my dreams i see visions of the future but today we have today And where will i find you? and where will i find you? In the economy of mercy i am a poor and begging man in the currency of grace is where my song begins in the colors of your goodness in the scars that mark your skin in the currency of grace is where my song begins These carbon shells these fragile dusty frames house canvases of souls we are bruised and broken masterpieces but we did not paint ourselves And where will i find you? where will i find you? In the economy of mercy i am a poor and begging man in the currency of grace is where my song begins in the colors of your goodness in the scars that mark your skin in the currency of grace is where my song begins Where was i when the world was made? where was i when the world was made? where was i when the world was made? where was i? I'm lost without you here yes, i'm lost without you here i'm lost without you here you knew my name when the world was made
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