A million coming from a narrow aisle
Squashing through the needle's eye
A million voices, a million dreams
Fallen by the wayside
A million crosses, depleting tribe
Memories pave the pathway
Untold numbers without a name
For those who follow
The smell of withered roses
We're running down these long cold roads
When we're in need of You
You're falling silent
We're heading for the crossroads
Waiting for a sign, it seems
God's fallen silent
We're running down these long cold roads
When we're in need of You
You're falling silent
We're heading for the crossroads
Waiting for a sign, it seems
God's fallen silent
Squashing through the needle's eye
A million voices, a million dreams
Fallen by the wayside
A million crosses, depleting tribe
Memories pave the pathway
Untold numbers without a name
For those who follow
The smell of withered roses
We're running down these long cold roads
When we're in need of You
You're falling silent
We're heading for the crossroads
Waiting for a sign, it seems
God's fallen silent
We're running down these long cold roads
When we're in need of You
You're falling silent
We're heading for the crossroads
Waiting for a sign, it seems
God's fallen silent
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