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Lost In The Trees - A Church That Fits Our Needs Vines


  • ISRC:USEP41135012
  • Recorded:2011 North Carolina
  •  ©2012 Anti, Inc.
  • Vocals, Guitars, Harp, Percussion, Piano, Baritone:Ari Picker
  • Cello:Andrew Anagnost
  • Vocals, Horn, Trumpet, Piano, Harp, Bells:Emma Nadeau
  • Violin:Jenavieve Varga
  • Cello:Leah Gibson
  • Tuba, Bass, Piano, Harp, Bells:Mark Daumen


Follow your shadow

Down to the Ocean

And get swept up by the sea

You are weeping

All that I've done to you

Was once done to me

Such a wicked, wicked hell is roaming

Around in your memories

And all your words can try

But there are things that words can't say

I'll watch you fall away

As you cower under our grace

I swore I saw her

In her golden armor

float up around the house

Oh so glorious

She came down

And put her song into my mouth

Her voice lights up the darkest staircase

I'm home when you're around

And my song can try

But there are things that songs can't say

So watch me fall away

As I cower under your grace

Am I helpless?

I trust you, but where are we walking to?