Intercession

In this land of walking statues
With shells granite cold
Breathe life into the stale air
And loose the grip of death

In this land of walking statues
With eyes, yet unseeing
Pull of the scales of blindness
And let them see your light

Chorus:
Break down the walls
That block them from your love
Rebuild foundations, reveal you truth
Extract these hearts of stone and rock
And exchange them with hearts of flesh

In this land of walking statues
With ears sealed off from all
Drill through the plaque that deafens
And let them hear your call

In this land of walking statues
Whose mouths are mute and frozen
Free their tongues to move
And sing praises to your name


©2002 Original Records
Lyrics and Music by Matthew Swain

I wrote this not long after arriving in Spain.