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Pour into me My desert soul thirsts for a flood in time of famine And in my dreams, you are the water pouring down on me from heaven (Chorus) Pour into me Pour into my dreams My soul is thirsting for You (Pour into me) I had a will but it bled I lack the strength to contain Contain the contents of my heart it bled, it bled, it bled through all the pouring Out of my heart now empty, and I am left here thirsting Thirsting for You Pour into me, please (Chorus) Perspective changes as this painting you're creating reveals everything I am a well run dry And at the bottom you will find That I'm no more than mud and man-made philosophy Though there's such beauty to be found in this painting Named the woman at the well (Chorus) Songtexte So empty vessels are most useful it would seem Because there's more of You when there is less of me But I can't help but feel unwell while I'm empty For what's a well without it's water for the thirsting? Oh sweet angel of repose Come down and kiss my brow with lips of restoration And with each stroke your brush reveals Show me how to give to those needing to be filled Pour... (Thanks to Pat for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania