Christ Jesus - John Mark McMillan

There is a garden in the void in the desert of space

A speck of blue dust in the vacuum of hate

We drive to work

We walk our dogs

We make babies

We sing songs

And all along, are we asleep inside the miracle of it all

Christ Jesus

Would You think of us in Your everlasting heart

Christ Jesus

Would You dream us up up again when we we’re gone

Christ Jesus

Would You dream us up again when we we’re gone

When we’re gone

In an oblivious night have we found such a place

To be anything more than the noises we make

We try not to hurt, we try to be strong

To remember, we try to belong

And all along, are we asleep inside the miracle of it all

Christ Jesus

Would You think of us in Your everlasting heart

Christ Jesus

Would You dream us up up again when we we’re gone

Christ Jesus

Would You dream us up again when we we’re gone

When we’re gone

When we’re gone

When we’re gone