VERSE I
This was the hardest song for me to write ‘cause//
when I try to respond to You – man,//
I’d rather just sit, stay quiet,//
I don’t really know what to say – //
something simple perhaps, like//
“I love you,”//
but I know in actuality,//
so much time wasted running from you.//

blind to the after, it really does matter,//
‘cause I keep disobeying you, man, I’m hatin’ you//
been trapped in this darkness a tad long//
Dang, this is not meant to be another sad song//
‘Cause honestly I’m tired of that – my whole life//
been wrapped around where the violence at, man where the silence at?//
Point is you still loved me when it was never clear//
that You were there, and I ain’t have the will to shed a tear//

‘cause my pain was too deep.//
For me to keep on living//
Without purpose, there’s more to this//
It’s not just aimless drudgery//
So often, I just wanna end it all//
I don’t remember true peace//
Your truth about life and death//
My God, it’s what’s saving me//


VERSE II (Dillon Chase)
I'm walking up to the Atlantic//
sand sandwich//
between my toes standing//
at the end of an ocean vantage//
point -perspective granted//
reprimanded//

as I open up a 16 oz bottle//
and try to get the contents//
of the entire ocean swallowed//
inside these 16 ounces//
That's a picture of obsolete thousands//
songs and responses//
that try to conquer the knowledge//
of God who adopts us//
I can't fit a tenth of a percent//
of the depth in redemptive gifts you give//

so generous we live//
cause you love//
and regenerate us with//
what you've done//
Your Spirit poured out like sweet perfume//
on heathen lewd//
people you free to use//

My God//

Every human act love//
is a dim reflection of the Masters love//
I can't get pass the flood//
of your faithfulness that capsules us//

I'm separated from creation//
embraced by the creator//
amen//
never jaded by the hatred//
Love laced my mistakes-savior//


VERSE III (Thani)
The light, the dark – my apathy//
I’m so glad there’s more to me//
than just a lifeless ragdoll, enslaved in destiny//
‘cause you become what you believe//
This is what you’ve taught me, that you love me//
That theology deems my mentality//
And there’s a second half to the story//
How amazing, I’m becoming best friends with Beauty//
I can’t wait to rule with you//
to chill with you//
to lean my weary head against you//
to embrace you//
to talk to you, face to face//
streets of gold as I walk with you//
Ya kissin’ my forehead; I belong to you//
crying the tears of relief and gratitude//
Until that time, I fight for you//
I need to remember to//
escape the memories and bear substitute//
I want to love you//
I choose to love you//


INTERLUDE (Thani)
Folly is our second umbilical cord
Our first breath out of the womb.
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
Ashamed, we deny
Reality is a lie
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
The universe reacts
To rebellion, it incurs pain
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
And our reply is animosity and loathing
Hatred for our condition, our brothers, ourselves
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
The hatred of existence hardens into banality
Menial drudgery - desolation consumes us
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
In the snares of staleness, we crave rapture
And we submit to addiction
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
A gateway drug to a more potent affliction:
Depression.
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
Beauty's retaliation to our depravity is to reveal a glimpse of Himself
A second time
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
I hope desire ensues
That you're overcome with longing for true beauty
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
Simple yearning won't satisfy; so our correct response should be
To commune with Beauty: with both it and those it occupies
Yet you can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
Beauty, Gratitude's what I have for you
Yet I can escape at any time, there’s one death and one life
And the journey of Love is the second half of the story


PART II
Rain has fallen all the day.
O come among the laden trees:
The leaves lie thick upon the way
Of memories.

Staying a little by the way
Of memories shall we depart.
Come, my beloved, where I may
Speak to - speak to your heart.