Southfm Prelude
I, I left you to swayits a shame we had to go this far a
shame we had to go at all and you, your wounds will spill
change and pour forgiveness till it overflows fill the
cups for those who ask for it He said Son, don't you know
it has to be this way your wounds will bring him life He
said Son, don't you know it has to be this way so maybe
someday
