The Archives - The Light Lyrics
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The Light
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What Are The Lyrics For The Light By The Archives?
You make it sound easy
You say just hold your hand out don't you You just hold your hand out don't you That hope never leaves you 'Cause a light shines on that helps you to steer Makes everything clear (Well it might) Well it might in your world (But it doesn't) But it doesn't in mine (I've been stumbling) I've been stumbling in the dark for years And the light just made me blind You say it lights every pathway Shows me how to live life For the rest of my days For the rest of my days (But I can't) But I can't put my faith in (Your words) Your words and demands (I believe) I believe in God alright It's folk like you I just can't stand You don't have to try and scare me To reinforce my faith sir 'cause I know that one day I'll stand before my maker (And it I'm found) And if I'm found wanting (When my case) When my case is heard (It'll be) It'll be by the author Not some interpreter of his words You make it sound easy You say just hold your hand out don't you You just hold your hand out don't you That hope never leaves you 'Cause a light shines on that helps you to steer Makes everything clear (Well it might) Well it might in your world (But it doesn't) But it doesn't in mine (I've been stumbling) I've been stumbling in the dark for years And the light just made me blind Yeah the light just made me blind |
Who Wrote The Light By The Archives?
Charles Stobo Reid, Craig Morris Reid
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What's The Duration Of The The Light By The Archives?The duration of The Light is 4:26 minutes and seconds. |
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