Every move yeah every move
The chronology of my theology is not based on philosophy or Greek mythology
But before the garden where we all started
Existed one of three: the trinity
More real than the trees, the mountains, the seas, the flowers, the breeze, the whole galaxy
'Cause every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity
Yea, every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity
Now you say, if your God is real why can't you feel him? Why can't you see him?
I say can you look into the sun and retain your vision?
Can you dissect the wind with accurate precision?
Can you feel your own brain while it makes a decision?
No, I didn't thinks so
These eyes were not made for such beauty, such splendor
Nor could they behold such a wonderful sight
His shafts of light, his strength his might
Are more than my frame of thought can handle
Yet, I see him every time I'm lost in the dark
Or whenever life shoots an arrow straight through my heart
I feel him by my side, his strength he provides
I feel my confidence even after fears have reside
More real than the trees, the mountains, the seas, the valleys, the breeze, the whole galaxy
'Cause every move I make, and every breath I take is a gift, a deity
Yea, every move, you take, every breath you make is a gift, a deity
Think about it
Every move, yeah, every move
Every move I make and every breath I take...
(More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys the breeze, the whole galaxy)
Every move I make and every breath I take...
(More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys the breeze, the whole galaxy)
It's a diety
(More real than the trees, the mountains the seas, the valleys, the breeze, the whole galaxy)