Finally Home Lyrics - Singles - Dirt Poor Robins

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 

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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 

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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