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Texty: Jars Of Clay. The Eleventh Hour. Fly.

Be still, let your hand melt into mine
The part of me that breathes
When you breathe is losing time

And I can't find the words to say
I'll never say goodbye

I'll fly with you through the night
So you know I'm not letting go
I'm not letting go

My tears like rain fill up the sky
Oh, my love, I'm not letting go
I won't let you go

I saw the host of silent angels waiting on their own
Knowing that all the promises of faith
Come alive when you see home

Hold still and let your hand melt into mine

I'll fly with you through the night
So you know I'm not letting go
I'm not letting go

My tears like rain fill up the sky
Oh, my love, I'm not letting go
I won't let you go

Shed your heart and your breath
And your pain and fly

Fly, now you're alive
Now you're alive
Now you're alive
Now you're alive

I won't let you go
I'm not letting go
I won't let you go
I'm not letting go
I won't let you go

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