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Concerns
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Concerns foi lançado em 27 de outubro de 1998 por Ardent Records LLC como parte do álbum Clear
ÁlbumClear
Released27 de outubro de 1998
SeloArdent Records LLC
IdiomaEnglish
BPM103
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia

Letra

Standing in a sea of people
So many voices
Faces shaped by different stories
So many choices
From the pauper to the wealthy man
From the high downs to the low
Does our star shine any brighter?
Everybody wants to know
It concerns me
Do I know You know my name
In this crowded place?
And do I know You're not ashamed
Of my life's disgraces?
Do You wash my sins away
So I don't wear stains?
It concerns me
Staring at this sea of people
I hear them calling
Each one seeking self-perfection
I see them falling
Did You really heal the dying man?
Did You really save his soul?
Could this God wash one like me?
Everybody wants to know
It concerns me
Do I know You know my name
In this crowded place?
And do I know You're not ashamed
Of my life's disgraces?
Do You wash my sins away
So I don't wear stains?
It concerns me
I might as well be nameless
At times I feel so small
But all the love You've sent is evidence
You've seen me stand tall
But I know You know my name
In this crowded place
I know You're not ashamed
Of my life's disgraces
You wash my sins away
Now I don't wear stains
But I know You know my name
In this crowded place
I know You're not ashamed (I know You're not ashamed)
Of my life's disgraces
You wash my sins away (You wash my sins away)
Now I don't wear stains
But I know You know my name (I know You know my name)
In this crowded place
I know You're not ashamed (I know You're not ashamed)
Of my life's disgraces
You wash my sins away (You wash my sins away)
Now I don't wear stains
But I know You know my name (I know You know my name)
In this crowded place
I know You're not ashamed (I know You're not ashamed)
Of my life's disgraces
You wash my sins away (You wash my sins away)
Now I don't wear stains
Written by: Matt Berry, Nate Larson
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