What if everyone kept to themselves?...
What if we all lived in a bubble?...
What if no one spoke to each other?...
How would we know?...
Would we know?...
If we did, would we say it?
Would we tell them?
Should we tell them?
Somebody tell them.
Silence breaks.
The beautiful lyrics of the truth unfold...
SOMEBODY TELL THEM
City HARBOR
There’s a child on the subway
His story is written on his faceAnd the pain he’s felt, is enough to fill a lifetime
But he doesn’t know any other way
Somebody tell them that the lost are saved
Somebody tell them that their debt’s been paid
And let them know love is calling out their names
Somebody tell them, they’re the child of the king
And there is an end to this suffering
And hope that never fades through grace that’s made a way.
Somebody tell them, somebody tell them now.
Oh somebody tell them, somebody tell them now
You can see it on the TV
Or in the middle of a crowded room
There’s a sea of broken hearts, that are longing
To be washed away by an ocean of truth
Somebody tell them that the lost are saved
Somebody tell them that their debt’s been paid
And let them know love is calling out their names
Somebody tell them, they’re the child of the king
And there is an end to this suffering
And hope that never fades through grace that’s made a way.
Somebody tell them, somebody tell them now.
Oh somebody tell them, somebody tell them now
Too many times we’ve all held back
The truth from those put in our path
So let us be the voice of love
Somebody tell them now
Somebody tell them now
Somebody tell them that the lost are saved
Somebody tell them that their debt’s been paid
And let them know love is calling out their names
Somebody tell them, they’re the child of the king
And there is an end to this suffering
And hope that never fades through grace that’s made a way.
Somebody tell them, somebody tell them now.
Oh somebody tell them, somebody tell them now
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