Beloved by Treehouse Sanctum Lyrics

Sidewalk sweep, paper dust
Collecting words as if I must
A little salvation in a moment's glory
Passing on it's way with blind trust

Coffee stains, rag dolls
Arguing mirrors up in these halls
Washing my life in the same old color
Recognizing loss when it calls . . . again
Again

Find me awake
Find me awake
Turning name after name
And golden statues
The worth of a soul shouldn't burn with matches
Voice in the roar
Call me beloved
Call me beloved

Washing my life in the same old color
Recognizing loss when it calls . . . again
Again

Find me awake
Find me awake
Turning name after name
And golden statues
The worth of a soul shouldn't burn with matches
Voice in the roar

Find me awake
Find me awake
Turning name after name
And golden statues
The worth of a soul shouldn't burn with matches
Voice in the roar
Call me beloved
Call me beloved