Foothills | PG Songs

Foothills From Thin Places Listen and read the lyrics: https://pgsongs.com/thin-places/footh... I used to think that heaven Was a far and future shore A different kind of country Oh ee ah, behind a guarded door But the closer that I come to Him The more it seems to me That heaven isn't elsewhere It's the same world, finally free Ae ee ohh aehh… I can feel it drawing near, Oh ee ah ohh… and the morning's almost here I'm already in the foothills Oh ee OH ee, I can feel it on the wind The same hills, higher resolution With the curse worn thin You see heaven, child, you see it AAAH ee yah, because you're nearly there The thin place was never a place at all It was Him, it was always Him, everywhere So gather up the keening And gather up the exile's ache Gather every thin place Oh ee ah, and the morning they foretake For the One who dreamed the foothills Is the summit and the stair And the homesick found the homeland Was the Hand that held them there I'm already in the foothills Oh ee OH ee, I can feel it on the wind The same hills, higher resolution With the curse worn thin You see heaven, child, you see it AAAH ee yah, because you're nearly there The thin place was never a place at all It was Him, it was always Him, everywhere Ee ya oooh… no distance, no distance Ae ee ohh… not a step and not a span We have lived and moved and breathed in Him Aaah yah ohh, since the world began So I'm already in the foothills Oh ee OH ee, and the morning's breaking through The same world, higher resolution And the curse is nearly through You see heaven, child, you see it AAAH ee yah, because you're already there And the thin place was never a place at all It was HIM, it was always Him, everywhere No distance… no distance… oh ee ah… Ae ee ah ohh… it was always Him… Everywhere... Everywhere... Everywhere... Everywhere...