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lirik lagu my everything – iamblovd

[verse 1: iamblovd]
i’ve found the one been looking for
i’ve found the one been searching for
longing for
the light, the bread of life
the only one who satisfies
his enough
am thirsting, to love you more
this euphoria
no more barrier
yearning for
craving for you
this one thing am sure
there’s nothing that will ever separate us
keep us apart

[chorus: iamblovd]
the air i breathe
my oxygen
my everything
you’re enough for me
the air i breathe
my oxygen
my everything
you’re enough for me
you’re enough for me
you’re enough for me

[stanza 1: tawonga gausi}
imagine us
a collective of calloused hearts grazing in meadows of hopelessness
a stained conscious , worn on our sleeves
dead men walking
longing, searching in this unending quest
breaking and tearing apart, looking
for anything and anyone that can fill this emptiness that sits in the depths of our heart
circling a spiralling staircase blanketed in an abyss of darkness
where hope is deaf and our eyes are veiled

[stanza 2: tawonga gausi]
imagine, in the beginning god
crafting the perfect masterpiece intertwined with his very image and likeness
what is this if not perfect?
that man exists in friendship with god
walking in the garden
each step synchronized to the melody of his heartbeat
the sound of their thoughts sculptured in the midst of conversations
he their lover and them his
an intimacy so deep that the sound of his footsteps lays blueprint on the ears of man
until one day
darkness starts festering in what should be sacred temple
shadows etch a sketch and inscribe death on a canvas of beauty and hope, is lost
or so we thought
[stanza 3: tawonga gausi]
imagine, in the beginning god
crafting the perfect redemption song
wrapped in the casing of flesh and blood of mortal man
such fragility a dwelling place, a tale of our weaknesses
what kind of god?
handpicks a bloodline of prostitutes, murderers, adulterers, broken, flawed and imperfect people
an imperfect mary carrying salvation within the walls of her womb
what humility is this?
that the king of kings would skip the pleasant, be born as peasant in a manger
and call for the outcasts to come and worship

[stanza 3: tawonga gausi]
imagine us, the outcasts
called to come and worship
regardless of our cold unresponsive hearts
and the well*deserved death penalty
instead the king has laid his life and burrowed his way way to the core of where it all begins
this sick seed that withers our spirits and morphes them into a mausoleum of good on the outside
he has broken through fortresses
brush stroking a miracle onto a blank canvas
heart of stone in exchange for flesh

[stanza 4: tawonga gausi]
imagine, this beginning
us, a warm home for god
what is this if not perfect?
that man exists in friendship with god
walking in the garden
each step synchronized to the melody of his heartbeat
his thoughts and words engraved in the midst of never*ending conversations and our thoughts, and words, and tears and shouts of praise enveloped in the grip of his heart
[outro: tawonga gausi]
the search for hope ends here where he is found
fulfillment is nowhere but here
he is calling you to himself
so come
hearts open
sit, incline at table
come
taste and see that he is everything

- iamblovd

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