Dirt Poor Robins - Finally Home lyrics

Ashes at our feet Hours turn to sand Hear the curse cry out The blood is on our hands So what can we gain? All our grasping for the wind And where is meaning to be found? If this life is all we have All we have Still hope cannot forget We sojourn but a while This life cannot be kept But on the other side Something better, something more Someone there worth living for Raise the dead my Savior calls I'm finally home I can look at Your face And no longer wonder I know Your embrace It's more than a vision This hope that I hold You're truly the Father And I am Your own I'm finally home Finally home Something better, something more Someone there worth dying for Raise the dead my Savior calls I'm finally home I can look at Your face And no longer wonder I know Your embrace It's more than a vision This hope that I hold You're truly the Father And I am Your own I'm finally home I can look at Your face And no longer wonder I know Your embrace It's more than a vision This hope that I hold You're truly the Father And I am Your own I'm finally home I'm finally home