Walking, stumbling

Walking, stumbling on these shadowfeet
Toward home, a land that I've never seen
I am changing, less and less asleep
Made of different stuff than when I began
And I have sensed it all along
Fast approaching is the day

There's distraction buzzing in my ear
Saying in the shadows it's easier to stay
I've heard rumors of true reality
Whispers of a well-lit way

You make all things new
You make all things new
You make all things new
You make all things

When the world is falling out from under me
I'll be found in You still standing
Every fear and accusation under my feet
When time and space are through
I'll be found in You