John Mark McMillan – Between The Cracks lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hope grows between the cracks in the asphalt
In the down downtown ghetto streets
That contour the government housing intentions of my heart
And no one notices, the daisies don't care
About gang-related violence
As long as they get enough air and water and sun
They're all just fine

[Chorus]
Who would have thought it
But life is finding a way through this wasteland of cynics concrete and pain
There's a Man down here
Somewhere between those Saturday cartoons and the dirty magazines
He's raising the dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid down our dreams
And His name is hope

[Verse 2]
Hope stands high on the fifteenth floor
Of a Christmas tree perched about the ledge of a fortress of steel
That's trying too hard to be somebody's home
As it seized my attention from I-85
Though the throes of the day were still writhing inside
I lifted my head as I drove home that night
And knew everything was gonna be fine

[Chorus]
Who would have thought it
But life is finding a way through this wasteland of cynics concrete and pain
There's a Man down here
Somewhere between those Saturday cartoons and the dirty magazines
He's raising the dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid down our dreams
And His name is hope

[Interlude]

[Bridge 1]
His name is hope
Everybody needs a little
His name is hope
Everybody needs a little
His name is hope
(Everybody needs a little)

His name is hope
Everybody wants a little
His name is hope
Everybody wants a little
His name is hope
Everybody needs a little

[Chorus]
There's a Man down here
Somewhere between those Saturday cartoons and the dirty magazines
He's raising the dead in the graveyards
Where we've laid down our dreams
And His name is hope

[Outro]
Can hear Him outside, He's been singing all night
He's saying, "When are you gonna come out from behind
These paper-thin walls of your cardboard box reality?"