Testo: Means. In Red Grace. Become So Free.

For and against
I'm dead in between these rescued and quiet
To me this is everything
We walk like a phantom,
Our voices a whisper,
Running with angels
Can you play me a song friend?
In the wind and through the trees,
Immanuel you breathe in me
You tear my heart as I admire
When I fall down you are my fire
I become so free to live
I become a child of your blood
Your body, and blood