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 Your touch 
       your comforting Lord is the touch of eternity 
       my mouth screamed with astonishment 
       and in the desperation of 
       unforgiving 
 
    
 Now he packs his life 
       everything 
       what did you give it 
       all beautiful 
       what you get 
       everything 
       what you put in 
 
    
       and donate 
 
    
       With empty hands then do not cry 
       above the depth of solitude 
       but keep looking 
 
    
 Tell me God. 
       please 
       
 
    
       My hand, Father, do not let go 
    
       I'm scared 
       I'm wandering 
       when I do not see you near you 
 
       Crying sadness 
       when i doubt 
 
    
 Empty Hands to Embrace - 
       where do you get, you stray? 
       I have a heart to welcome, my hands empty. 
 
    
       Blank silence without children, 
       hours of silence - 
       where are the bare feet 
       where do they take a breath? 
 
    
       No silent silence 
       fading blossom. 
       Eyes wander in a strange room, 
       hands are waiting. 
 
    
 Mr. 
 
    
       bread from heaven I get 
       and I repeat 
       I open my arms 
       and back up 
       everything you gave me 
       my heart is silent 
 
    
       Mr 
 
    
       weep in human weakness 
       that I can not give up 
       you gave away and it was a little 
       you died for me 
       i can not thank 
       my mouth is closed 
       blind eyes 
 
    
       forgive 
 
    
 Somewhere far, kids are dying of hunger, sickness, 
       they are killing. 
       How vulnerable are mothers tears, 
       cries to the deaf ears! 
       Are not ours? 
 
    
 Maybe somebody is coming 
       maybe he will never come again 
       maybe just left 
       the shadow remains in the distance 
       There will be someone waiting in a window open 
       light point in the dark 
       Patient Hint of Hope 
 
    
 You may forgive me 
       wounded soul 
       little bird scared 
       wounded angel 
 
    
       maybe you will come again 
       Put my head to me 
       and there will be no tears 
 
    
       dry streak of pain 
       eyes stay dry 
       wound healed 
       
 
       in the dawn window