maybe I push when I'm meant to be still
maybe I take it all to personal
Jesus, how to reconcile

the joyful noise
the ancient land
the tug from some invisible hand

the dying mother weaving bulrushes
along the Nile


CHORUS:
float her basket over the sea
here on a barren shore

we'll be waiting for
a tailwind to carry her (an) orphan's cry
don't you worry, child

I wrote a lullaby

I try to settle, but I just pass through

a rain dog, gypsy
a wandering Jew
all those homes were not ours

then I slept one night
in Abraham's field
and dreamt there was no moon



the night he died

counting stars
Selah


- CHORUS -

BRIDGE:

building you a home
building you a home
building you a home

we're building you a home
Selah


- CHORUS -

float her basket over the sea

here on a barren shore
we'll be waiting for
a tailwind to bring us your sweet cry

don't you worry, child
I'm gonna sing you a lullaby