Acoustic, Christian, Folk Rock CitizenHope
I Belong

Thanks to James and Carlie, awesome job and Kristen for your art !

I Belong

Trees are creaking in the wind, Creatures start to stir again
Black birds singing in the spring, Old man winters gone away
Birds are flirting in the hedgerow, Flowers left for dead in the snow
Starting to grow, Sweep away my indifference

The rain washes the dirt of the city, Knowing it will return out of pity
Reminds me how much I need grace, Flowing down life's streets and ally ways
The preacher's preaching about renewing, And I can tell there's something moving
So I'm just gonna sit awhile and let the Spirit have his way

I know that I belong

In the quiet of December snow, When the warm winds of August blow
He will come anyway he chooses
In the middle of our pain at the heart of our disdain
He will bind our wounds and heal our bruises

I know that I belong