| Song | Lazarus |
| Artist | Carrie Newcomer |
| Album | The Geography Of Light |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Now that he's gone | |
| Now the world has moved on | |
| Since he called my name nothing's the same | |
| As my sisters cried he said, "Lazarus rise" | |
| To love and anoint or just prove a point | |
| I'm the one that he saved | |
| I'm the one that he raised | |
| From the dark quiet sleep from the peace of the grave | |
| I'm the one who owes much but that no one will touch | |
| Mothers see me and cry | |
| Dogs bare teeth as | |
| I walk byI don't see a veil between heaven and hell | |
| The truth is there's nothing but warm light and singing | |
| But here in between a voice haunts my dreams | |
| Martha does what she can, but won’t look at my hands | |
| I'm the one that he saved | |
| I'm the one that he raised | |
| From the dark quiet sleep from the peace of the grave | |
| I'm the one who owes much but that no one will touch | |
| Mothers see me and cry | |
| Dogs bare teeth as | |
| I walk byI love the cool mornings, | |
| I love a hot meal | |
| The pulse of the street, night, jasmine and clean sheets | |
| I can’t sleep or rest | |
| I feel lost and hard pressed | |
| I wander these rooms still looking for you | |
| Now I ought to be grateful to drink from the grail | |
| But I don't belong either side of this veil | |
| I look down at my hands that | |
| I clasp in my lap | |
| When he left this world | |
| I thought he'd take me back |
| Now that he' s gone | |
| Now the world has moved on | |
| Since he called my name nothing' s the same | |
| As my sisters cried he said, " Lazarus rise" | |
| To love and anoint or just prove a point | |
| I' m the one that he saved | |
| I' m the one that he raised | |
| From the dark quiet sleep from the peace of the grave | |
| I' m the one who owes much but that no one will touch | |
| Mothers see me and cry | |
| Dogs bare teeth as | |
| I walk byI don' t see a veil between heaven and hell | |
| The truth is there' s nothing but warm light and singing | |
| But here in between a voice haunts my dreams | |
| Martha does what she can, but won' t look at my hands | |
| I' m the one that he saved | |
| I' m the one that he raised | |
| From the dark quiet sleep from the peace of the grave | |
| I' m the one who owes much but that no one will touch | |
| Mothers see me and cry | |
| Dogs bare teeth as | |
| I walk byI love the cool mornings, | |
| I love a hot meal | |
| The pulse of the street, night, jasmine and clean sheets | |
| I can' t sleep or rest | |
| I feel lost and hard pressed | |
| I wander these rooms still looking for you | |
| Now I ought to be grateful to drink from the grail | |
| But I don' t belong either side of this veil | |
| I look down at my hands that | |
| I clasp in my lap | |
| When he left this world | |
| I thought he' d take me back |
| Now that he' s gone | |
| Now the world has moved on | |
| Since he called my name nothing' s the same | |
| As my sisters cried he said, " Lazarus rise" | |
| To love and anoint or just prove a point | |
| I' m the one that he saved | |
| I' m the one that he raised | |
| From the dark quiet sleep from the peace of the grave | |
| I' m the one who owes much but that no one will touch | |
| Mothers see me and cry | |
| Dogs bare teeth as | |
| I walk byI don' t see a veil between heaven and hell | |
| The truth is there' s nothing but warm light and singing | |
| But here in between a voice haunts my dreams | |
| Martha does what she can, but won' t look at my hands | |
| I' m the one that he saved | |
| I' m the one that he raised | |
| From the dark quiet sleep from the peace of the grave | |
| I' m the one who owes much but that no one will touch | |
| Mothers see me and cry | |
| Dogs bare teeth as | |
| I walk byI love the cool mornings, | |
| I love a hot meal | |
| The pulse of the street, night, jasmine and clean sheets | |
| I can' t sleep or rest | |
| I feel lost and hard pressed | |
| I wander these rooms still looking for you | |
| Now I ought to be grateful to drink from the grail | |
| But I don' t belong either side of this veil | |
| I look down at my hands that | |
| I clasp in my lap | |
| When he left this world | |
| I thought he' d take me back |