Stellar Kart - Something Holy Lyrics
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Something Holy
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What Are The Lyrics For Something Holy By Stellar Kart?
You say that the well's run dry.
And there's no more tears to cry. You're searching for something real. To make you feel. You Know that you're incomplete. A song with a broken beat. There's a whole in all our hearts. And there's a reason why! We were born to be, A part of something holy. All of us are restless until we find. We were born to be, A part of something holy. Bigger than, bigger than You and I. Bigger than all our lives. The hunger you feel inside, That keeps you unsatisfied. It pulls at you constantly. Like gravity. This world never was enough. We're made for a deeper love. There's a whole in all our hearts. It's part of our desire. We were born to be, A part of something holy. All of us are restless until we find. We were born to be, A part of something holy. Bigger than, bigger than You and I. Bigger than all our lives. All our lives we long for something more. The life that we were all created for. We were born to be, A part of something holy. All of us are restless until we find. We were born to be, A part of something holy. Bigger than, bigger than Bigger than you and I. Bigger than, bigger than all our lives! Bigger than, bigger than |
Who Wrote Something Holy By Stellar Kart?
Norman Greenbaum
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What's The Duration Of The Something Holy By Stellar Kart?The duration of Something Holy is 2:58 minutes and seconds. |
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