Song | Love at the End |
Artist | John Mark McMillan |
Album | Borderland |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Out of the gaslight | |
Off the roads we’ve traveled on | |
Down by the wayside | |
Against the sheen of a Babylon | |
I’ve seen an empire | |
Taste the tempest of a gathering strong | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
My rabbit’s running | |
On the street hot heels of Rome | |
My hour’s coming to reconcile with the dawn | |
I’m on the brink | |
I’m on the brink | |
I’m on the brink | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
Tell the reaper | |
Tell the repo man | |
I’ve got nothing that belongs to him | |
Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
Out of the goodnight | |
I was born into your arms | |
Like you’re my country | |
Like you’re the hills where I belong | |
Out of that goodnight (I’m on the brink) | |
I was born into your arms (I’m on the brink) | |
You are my country (I’m on the brink) | |
Like the hills where I found | |
Love at the end of the world | |
Tell the reaper | |
Tell the repo man | |
I’ve got nothing that belongs to him | |
Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin | |
But I found love at the end of the world |
Out of the gaslight | |
Off the roads we' ve traveled on | |
Down by the wayside | |
Against the sheen of a Babylon | |
I' ve seen an empire | |
Taste the tempest of a gathering strong | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
My rabbit' s running | |
On the street hot heels of Rome | |
My hour' s coming to reconcile with the dawn | |
I' m on the brink | |
I' m on the brink | |
I' m on the brink | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
Tell the reaper | |
Tell the repo man | |
I' ve got nothing that belongs to him | |
Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
Out of the goodnight | |
I was born into your arms | |
Like you' re my country | |
Like you' re the hills where I belong | |
Out of that goodnight I' m on the brink | |
I was born into your arms I' m on the brink | |
You are my country I' m on the brink | |
Like the hills where I found | |
Love at the end of the world | |
Tell the reaper | |
Tell the repo man | |
I' ve got nothing that belongs to him | |
Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin | |
But I found love at the end of the world |
Out of the gaslight | |
Off the roads we' ve traveled on | |
Down by the wayside | |
Against the sheen of a Babylon | |
I' ve seen an empire | |
Taste the tempest of a gathering strong | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
My rabbit' s running | |
On the street hot heels of Rome | |
My hour' s coming to reconcile with the dawn | |
I' m on the brink | |
I' m on the brink | |
I' m on the brink | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
Tell the reaper | |
Tell the repo man | |
I' ve got nothing that belongs to him | |
Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin | |
But I found love at the end of the world | |
Out of the goodnight | |
I was born into your arms | |
Like you' re my country | |
Like you' re the hills where I belong | |
Out of that goodnight I' m on the brink | |
I was born into your arms I' m on the brink | |
You are my country I' m on the brink | |
Like the hills where I found | |
Love at the end of the world | |
Tell the reaper | |
Tell the repo man | |
I' ve got nothing that belongs to him | |
Ruin pushes rubble in the city of sin | |
But I found love at the end of the world |