CARRIE CHERONMUSIC
Arms of Our Brothers

Though they're falling, pattern the stars to guide us home to you.
Shatter the spear, not the spirit, make us whole anew.
By faith in trial I hold onto your shore.
Let the last of us rise up to knock on your door.
Over borders, beliefs, seek an end to this grief,
lead my soul, let my singing be clear.

Any new day will find us beyond our means.
So weary, hungry, feeding on empty dreams,
where nothing much matters but the price to pay,
though the difference is knowing what stands in our way.
Still we cover our eyes, taking aim, telling lies.
Rescue me, may my song fill the skies.

And what if this were our one chance to set everything right?
By your hands, may we walk in grace on the arms of our brothers,
in one land of light.
What if we could make love blind tonight?

Though they're falling, pattern the stars to guide us home...


Music and Lyrics Carrie Cheron

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