The walls are all surrounding. What's behind the paint?. I put up all my hangings,. But do they hide the stains?. All the pictures on the paper. Never changed the way I look inside.
So much for fame and things you can lose. So much for substitutes. So much for the strain of playing a game. Where champions always lose everything. .
Surely the heavens declare the glory of God. The open skies proclaim the work of His hands. They never stop putting His knowledge on display. All through the night and through the days.
Shallow capacity is bearing all I see and I know. It's disease, it's loss. It's death knocking at my door. I click these thoughts to something else, something more.
We've both been mistreated, no wish to repeat this no. But you're sorry, you wonder. If ever I'll show you grace again, yeah. . My vision is tunneled, my motives, oh so rageful.
I'm looking for a friend to hold the door. It's cold outside when I don't know where to find. A sheltered place secluded from the race. Of this old life.
Well the poet is stuck in the mud. And the dreamer is finding his way home from the stars. And the visionary's watching his feet. 'Cause the sentimental fool is numb again.
From my sleep tonight. I woke to a frightening sight. All the best of me. Held up to Your perfect light. I reached for Your hand by moonlight. Could anyone ever match Your love.
Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. Yeah yeah. . Walk this life beneath the stars. Contemplate just who we are. Against the backdrop of knowing God. . Seasons pass, they come and go.
Illiad, tragedy, miseries all subtracted. A chosen one, I'm a Father's son. I'm the one You attracted. . (chorus). For this lame world. Where the blame grows.
Is it better not to look back or shoul we dust of our journals. Stare deep throught he feedback for the new day. Like the distortion has things to say?.
Attitude. . Attitude, check everybody's got X-ray vision. Spot a fake, walk away. 'Cause he's not worth my time, precious attention. . Does it make you scared to think you stand for something bigger?.
How I love Your works. My God, My King. How I love Your works. My God, My King. . Your Name rings on the plains. Like a not so distant train. And Love and history are near.
Anchor up, tow me out. Of this pit I'm dreading. Turn this vessel's. Path around. . I look above, I'm in love. With the pace you're setting. From this stream.
I knew the times would come. And now the times have landed. with stinging abrasion. As ready as I seem to be. It's never like I planned it yeah. . I'm wrestlin' my thoughts, I'm overcome.
I'm giving up my electro TV things. 'Cuz I don't ever need, no anything like that again. I'm livin' on the move and. I wanna drop these chains. Well You'd be surprised what I left behind.
I can't say what brought me down this far. It's complicated. Face down and bleeding from this war. Could you forget about figuring me out. And be glad I made it.
Ready to turn back. I've still got far to go. I'm done with anesthetic. My destination mind fights my identity. I lost my love for every mile from here to there.
When everything is wrong, the day has passed and nothing's done. And the whole world seems against me. When I'm rolling in my bed, there's a storm in my head.
Death is no conflict, for those who do belong,. The very last life breath, starts a brand new song. Promised to find, what I've been looking for,. I guess then we will meet right at Heaven's door'.