“ wading through the *aftermath* yesterday’s a photograph… rummaging through faith to find a hope that there will be a reckoning of the beauty and the beckoning, calling me to stand on what I know… one bright hour you will
come for me, one bright hour you’ll set the captive free, one bright hour you will wipe the tears away from eyes that now can see. bebo norman
come for me, one bright hour you’ll set the captive free, one bright hour you will wipe the tears away from eyes that now can see. bebo norman
