And then the walls of my house were torn apart
And the walls of Jericho fell
Everyone said it was their own version of hell
The sun kept shining like an ordinary day
And all the piles and puddles still remain
The birds up in the sky had nowhere left to land
And ladders fell from heaven to give a helping hand
And now the world thinks everything's back in its place
But all the piles and puddles still remain
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
It's been a long time since I've heard that in this town
I once was lost but now I'm found
But what about the others left to drown?
And then the walls of Jericho fell
Everyone said it was their own version of hell
The sun kept shining like an ordinary day
But all the piles and puddles still remain
All those piles and puddles still remain
They built the wall but the flood remains
But what about the others left to drown?