[male
vocals] (
Gentle
guitar
melody
fades
in,
rhythmic
percussion
sets
the
steady 108
BPM
groove)
Let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
and
your
glory
to
fill
this
place
Patrick
Mateo
standing
in
the
light
Searching
for
the
truth
in
the
middle
of
the
night
The
world
is
spinning
fast
but
I
am
standing
still
Waiting
for
the
wind
to
move
against
my
will
I
hear
a
whisper
calling
out
my
name
In
the
softest
rhythm
that
never
feels
the
same
I
lift
my
head
to
see
the
morning
sun
Knowing
that
the
journey
has
only
just
begun
Let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
and
your
glory
to
fill
this
place
Oh,
let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
and
your
glory
to
fill
this
place
Patrick
Mateo
walking
on
the
road
Looking
for
the
strength
to
carry
every
load
The
melody
is
sweet,
it
settles
in
my
soul
Making
every
broken
piece
feel
truly
whole
There
is
a
balance
in
the
way
the
music
flows
Like
a
garden
where
the
steady
spirit
grows
I
close
my
eyes
and
breathe
the
air
of
peace
Praying
for
the
heaviness
to
find
its
release
Let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
and
your
glory
to
fill
this
place
Oh,
let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
and
your
glory
to
fill
this
place
In
this
quiet
space
where
the
shadows
disappear
I
feel
the
presence
drawing
ever
near
No
more
running,
no
more
chasing
after
gold
Only
the
story
that
is
waiting
to
be
told
Patrick
Mateo,
you
are
where
you
need
to
be
In
the
rhythm
of
the
life
that
sets
you
free
So
let
the
drums
beat
soft,
let
the
guitar
weep
Into
the
promise
that
I
know
I
have
to
keep
Every
note
a
prayer,
every
step
a
song
Right
here
in
the
place
where
I
finally
belong
I
am
anchored
in
the
grace
that
flows
like
wine
Taking
all
the
time
that
I
need
to
make
it
mine
Let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
and
your
glory
to
fill
this
place
Oh,
let
your
spirit
come,
let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
spirit
come,
and
your
glory
to
fill
this
place
Let
your
spirit
come
Let
your
glory
fill
this
place
Patrick
Mateo,
let
it
flow
Let
it
flow
through
the
rhythm
Just
breathe,
let
it
come (
Fade
out
with
melodic
guitar
and
steady
percussion)