Lyrics:

I used to see a million colors
And now the only one I see is used
And I would sing in rising chambers
But then I followed jealous words from You
So now

Shivered nights wake sleeping heartaches
There will be a bruised love
Little lives need greater mercies
Let there be a bruise

Here comes the storming
And there goes all
But little fires burn beneath the sea
I woke up a bird in mourning
I flew above my bed then drowned
Oh, God

Shivered nights wake sleeping heartaches
There will be a bruised love
Little lives need greater mercies
Let there be a bruise

Who am I but a lily in a field?
Across the night, stars sing of You
Who am I but a lily in a field?
Across the night, stars sing of You
Across the night, stars sing of You

Shivered nights wake sleeping heartaches
There will be a bruised love
Little lives need greater mercies
Let there be a bruise