From the album Close Enough

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Lyrics

Face to face with my deeds,
Running out of room to breathe
Confession may cleanse, oh but it's crushing

Maybe when you fall from grace,
You land in a safe place
And realize what you're holding on to is nothing

Oh angels, if you're out there
Won't you carry this sinner's prayer
Past the gates of heaven and right up to the throne
I'm calling out into the dark
Oh, send up a sacred spark
And like a neon Bible let it guide me home

Unfinished days get left
Linger like unpaid debts
Redemption is gained but only through willingness

And the thin veil that separates
What I am from what awaits
Will part without regard for my readiness