Maria

Lyrics:

Maria
Coming from the country I have nothing to hide.
The soles of my feet are now hurting,
Like the thickening of my hide.
When I hear them talking I have nothing to say,
And their spurious reasons for living,
Sadly upon their sleeves.
And the virtue of pain is not lost on me,
The passing of rain, the first winds of June
They wash my hands clean.

Maria, hear me now, heal my wounds, bear me now
Maria, hear me now, heal my wounds, bear me now.

I prayed for my sisters that their wounds may be clean,
And that the desolate rhythm of beauty would not leave their faces bare.
I prayed with my father; we were searching for love,
But those things not heard in the silence cannot be spoken of.

Maria, hear me now, heal my wounds, bear me now
Maria, hear me now, heal my wounds, bear me now.

It is life,
It is pure.
It is grace I follow, life pursued.
It is life, life in dream,
It is grace I follow, life pursued.
Grace she follows, grace in you,
Grace I follow, life pursued.

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