Song

Hozanna

Astrid Williamson · 1998

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He keeps his healing hands
Where the close up camera pans
He keeps his love high above a holy love
he says

My heart cries out for you
‘cause sweet redemption makes you new
Oh hallelujah oh hozanna, hallelujah

He takes his saviour home
Inside a mobile phone
To be sold, calling cold, saving souls

And he believes there is a light
Though he gets lonelier each night
Lord it cuts right through ya hallelujah

So he just drinks down his despair
By the light of his bedside angel’s glare
She was made in Havana inscribed hozanna, oh hozanna

He keeps his healing hands
Where the close up camera pans
He keeps his love high above a Holy love

But still those broken bodies come
Though pilgrim hearts just leave him numb
He’s a TV messiah his rating got higher but he gets tired

And soon his heart breaks into two
No sweet redemption makes him new
No hallelujah no hozanna
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah