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Jacques Greene – Night Service Lyrics

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[Verse 1] Through cerulean hue Praise place comes into view Chance fill up the room Train sounds underneath the moon Hands raised to the roof Grey slate under black boots Best friend you ever knew Miracles coming out the blue Circle dance like a quaker Brings me right back to the pit I search for a savior Never know … Continue reading Jacques Greene – Night Service Lyrics