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I dreamed I kissed your feet Between the cigarette butts On the side of fourteenth street I got down on my hands and my knees With an alabaster jar I dreamed I'd bleed with your praises Just to make the world Smell like your grace again I got down on my hands and my knees again And I'm crawling on the floor Just to find you now To tell you how I feel I'm falling all over myself Good morning brokeness You know you've cut me to the bone Like one of those days in the middle of the winter The kind that you can't run away from And we've been here for so long But I found a way to appease you Inside this alabaster jar And I'm crawling on the floor Just to find you now To tell you how I feel I'm falling all over myself And all my afflictions There only light ones anyway now From Letras Mania