Crystal seeps through the ever mist,
Giving way for hopeless sick within pomegranate,
Levee the wise and give me a new tie,
There has never been a chance to hear the cry,
What is my life, that it needs to be denied,
What are my dreams that they need to be tried?
Give me edifying grace,
That ne’er holds me sway,
For my bones leave no room for electrifying taste,
This is what I deem, that I count my lies at the seams,
And if my heart goes gray,
Will I not decay?
I ask please to not abandon me,
Yet I rectify myself at an impossible dream,
This is not for me to decide,
For my hope is in Christ,
Give me truth,
That I may be more than just a ruse,
That I may push beyond myself
And become limitless,
But this is folly,
For what I do on my own is beyond me.
Giving way for hopeless sick within pomegranate,
Levee the wise and give me a new tie,
There has never been a chance to hear the cry,
What is my life, that it needs to be denied,
What are my dreams that they need to be tried?
Give me edifying grace,
That ne’er holds me sway,
For my bones leave no room for electrifying taste,
This is what I deem, that I count my lies at the seams,
And if my heart goes gray,
Will I not decay?
I ask please to not abandon me,
Yet I rectify myself at an impossible dream,
This is not for me to decide,
For my hope is in Christ,
Give me truth,
That I may be more than just a ruse,
That I may push beyond myself
And become limitless,
But this is folly,
For what I do on my own is beyond me.