Comin` Down lyrics

Artist  : Paula Cole 
Song : Comin` Down



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 Lord make me a lightning bolt to burn off this
ring

(comin’ down, comin’ down),

Lord
make me a Skilsaw to cut through these chains

(comin’ down, comin’ down),

Lord give me
the clarity to see through this smoke,

And
salvage the woman comin’ down.

Lord make me
an arrow to pierce through the lies

(comin’
down, comin’ down),

Lord make me a lens to
better see my life

(comin’ down, comin’
down),

Lord make me an instrument to sing
away the pain,

This rushing river, comin’
down.

I’m free, here in the mountains of
peace may I be.

I see the greatness above
and the smallness of me.

Lord I’m mistaken
in the choices that I made

(comin’ down,
comin’ down)

I made me a prison that
should’ve been a man

(comin’ down, comin’
down)

Lord help me discover the courage to
Be,

To handle these changes comin’
down.

I’m free here in the mountains of
peace may I be,

I see the greatness above
and the smallness of me.

So free, here in
garden awake consciously,

I see the
greatness within; the greatness in me.

Lord
I’m your instrument, I’ll shoulder the weight,

Of feeling emotions in a deeper shade.

I’ll be the one who puts them to song,

And liberate the heartache comin’ down.