What We Know Lyrics & Chords By The New Yorker

Walking is a series of falling down And getting right back up again I fell down pretty hard that afternoon That you walked into my head I was so full of butterflies Girl,...read more

i'm in a state of shock i'm creeping up and down your block i'm looking into you i'm trying to catch yr view its not a quiet meditation O, that ya know darkness makes the...read more

When all falls apart, where we've trusted on, there is someone who stands solid above the chaos. It is the Lord our God, the everlasting Rock, the One where we build on, without...read more