Текст песни Still Small Voice - The Christians
I
search
for
beauty,
I
search
for
truth
There
must
be
a
proof
I
need
a
reason
to
survive,
to
stay
alive
I
know
what
must
be
done,
before
the
morning
comes
So
I
look
for
self-respect,
as
I
reflect
All
the
wrecked
lives
that
we
live,
the
waste
and
greed
I've
been
down
but
not
like
this
before,
Can't
take
it
anymore
Still
small
voice
Rise
inside
and
calm
this
tortured
soul
Give
me
just
one
last
choice
Whisper
soothing
words
and
take
control
of
me
I
sit
here
waiting
for
a
sign,
something
divine
Thunder's
cracking
in
my
head,
I
must
be
dead
But
as
the
pain
subsides,
I
begin
to
realise
There's
a
gentle
tone
I
hear
It
sounds
so
clear
All
at
once
I
feel
sublime
The
voice
is
mine
And
will
I
find
myself
my
way
And
greet
a
brand
new
day
Tell
me
still
small
voice
Rise
inside
again
and
calm
my
soul
Give
me
just
one
last
choice
Whisper
soothing
words
and
take
control
of
me
Still
small
voice
Rise
inside
again
and
calm
my
soul
Give
me
one
more
choice
Whisper
soothing
words
and
take
control
Take
control
of
me
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