You Are the Message - No Drums, Choir
Bluesy, atmospheric with Gospel undertones, singer-songwriter sense of foreboding and dire urgency, male vocals oozing with character and personality, edgy, dark and deep singing about the trials and tribulations that life often puts on our plate, but in the end, with your love, anything is possible
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YOU ARE THE MESSAGE
Oh Lord, help my wounded heart, mend my broken wings
With your love I'll come alive and do so many things
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul, a lamb before the wolf
Nourish me, I am the seed, just lead me to that gulf
Lead me to that gulf
I am the seed, you are the message
I am the seed, you are the message
At the crossroads on my knees crying 'bout the past
Got to thinking as I sink, how long's this gonna last
How long's this gonna last
Credit man, he's at the door, I'm on my last good shoes
Running on empty, I carry on, it's the best that I can do
The best that I can do
Oh Lord, help my wounded heart, mend my broken wings
With your love I'll come alive and do so many things
And do so many things
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul
I am the seed, you are the message
I am the seed, you are the message
With your love I'll come alive and do so many things
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul, a lamb before the wolf
Nourish me, I am the seed, just lead me to that gulf
I am the seed, you are the message
I am the seed, you are the message
© Classic Panasuk Music
Songwriters: Mickey Wynne, Michael Panasuk
YOU ARE THE MESSAGE
Oh Lord, help my wounded heart, mend my broken wings
With your love I'll come alive and do so many things
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul, a lamb before the wolf
Nourish me, I am the seed, just lead me to that gulf
Lead me to that gulf
I am the seed, you are the message
I am the seed, you are the message
At the crossroads on my knees crying 'bout the past
Got to thinking as I sink, how long's this gonna last
How long's this gonna last
Credit man, he's at the door, I'm on my last good shoes
Running on empty, I carry on, it's the best that I can do
The best that I can do
Oh Lord, help my wounded heart, mend my broken wings
With your love I'll come alive and do so many things
And do so many things
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul
I am the seed, you are the message
I am the seed, you are the message
With your love I'll come alive and do so many things
Oh Lord, help my suffering soul, a lamb before the wolf
Nourish me, I am the seed, just lead me to that gulf
I am the seed, you are the message
I am the seed, you are the message
© Classic Panasuk Music
Songwriters: Mickey Wynne, Michael Panasuk
