[Verse 1] Bare feet on the cold stone Breath hangs like a pale ghost Dust turns to a slow snow Falling through a shaft of gold Name written in my thin hands Silence humming in the air Every doubt a small flame Shaking as I start this prayer [Chorus] Sanctus Sanctus I am small But I am yours In the shadows of your wounds I am hidden I am healed Sanctus Sanctus Take this fragile Failing voice Let it rise Let it break Till the breaking makes me real [Verse 2] Blue glass on my closed eyes Stories burning in the saints Cracked lips tasting plain bread Salt tears on an empty plate I bring you my unfinished All the notes I never sang Lay them on your quiet heart Listen as they learn your name [Chorus] Sanctus Sanctus I am small But I am yours In the shadows of your wounds I am hidden I am healed Sanctus Sanctus Take this fragile Failing voice Let it rise Let it break Till the breaking makes me real
