King David
Taken from the water
Everyone comes in
Everyone comes in on the run
O understated
O understated supreme
You are a jealous one
A stumbling stone
Always afterthought alone
I am a reaper
A heavy sleeping weeper
You are Son of David
The healing brother’s keeper
Where does a man dance before the Lord?
On this mountain or some other?
Are you the one?
Are you the son?
Look here… there is no other
King song singer
Go and see
Just how does it stand against me
At every word
Taken from him
O his darling bird
Your eyes unable to agree
My debts are too large for you to see
This landscape is a thorn
From Tubal-Cain down to me
Down to me
Where does a man get a chance before the Lord?
On this mount or some other?
Are you the one?
Are you the son?
Come here… there is no other
Are you like me
Like you I AM
Have you not read the story
His gentle voice twists the oaks
And strips the forests bare
And in his temple all here cry glory
Where does a man dance before the Lord?
On this mountain or some other?
You are the one
You are the son
Look here… there is no other
Where does a man dance before the Lord?
On this mountain or some other?
Are you the one?
Are you the son?
Look here… there is no other