Here it is, this is what you want son.
Yes it is, are we fluent, is your will done?
It is never over for as long as you endure One.
Arrow fletching fetching and I draw back with my right arm.
As I catch it I draw everything in sight wrong.
The crystal ball caught, is a marble in the left palm.
I hold it for the people while the people of the world charge.
Not in it?
Then you see this as my postcard.
Trip in power,
that's the center where it all starts.
No falling short
like a battle arm thrown dart.
In the darkness my faith is still in, so stark.
Pass Iron Man,
as he waves, he looks smart.
Iron maidens start to question if I'm stoned heart.
Here it is, check it out, it's a small shard.
Lift it up
peace together,
just to see God.
I travel through the temple planning for the big show.
Forgiveness built the wall so,
I am safe
as I walk into the small glow.
No time for-I-to -re-main humble.
As I leave the stage hear the floor rumble.
If I walk away see the faith crumble.
If I turn my back follow suit and shake domes.
Had to dust the rack to drive the proof home.
Stakes in the back,
when you should have brought my son home.
Now I'm coming for you
like every end that you ever thought to strive through.
Slow it down, just like a heavy-weight bard.
Watch the word play save a seat before the soul cart.
Yes in deed I was stuck inside a world part.
Trying to stand before the end of the true start.
I think I can, think I can, until I find that I'm too lost.
Trained how to order though so I construct the chaos.
Collecting diamonds in the rough, deep deep drilling,
for the big boss.
No last name, the first one I pull is God.
I'm just a living creature, and He's pushing hard.
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs,
You made my Lord!
Once weak under God, until the fall starts.
Sweat is pouring as He reads me the report card.
Jesus, God, vacations over for the restock.
Uncut at birth, until it's time to rest,
God's radio is on, as I'm working the best.
So I dance along the streets roaring as I bang upon my chest.
Because I love the pressure, if I don't keep moving then I'm just another jest
as the closing curtain burns and I begin to lest, this is just another contemptuous mumble of God's breath.
I'm giving you my life, no, we are far from finished yet, this is just a peek of proof that every son does try to get.
He walks upon the water it's not about where He's trying to get.
It must be who He's trying to catch.
With my acceptance, I would guess He's looking for the rest.
So many people climb my side without their harnesses, until they fall off and wonder why their grace left.
But He's within my firstborn, with His arms around my neck.
This is the finest armor in the place I'm trying to hit.
Strike strike strike,
chip chip chip.
I'm carving in the rock of the frame you're trying fit.
As your set into the stone, the heavy weight of mass becomes a gift.
Thank-you-so-much-for-this.
Tomorrow-comes-with-ships.
Sail away, sail away with the righteous.
With everything you've done to lift me when I broke hips.
Watch me shower them for you, With my pursed lips.
But I'm still talking, what about the other kids?
Their failures swelling and produces all the false lifts.
Can I really stop them if they hang you in a lose grip?
As you slip away a leave them with the truth less?
I don't want to see just any body do this.
My one complaint, is if we're leaving them without bliss.
My one restraint, is leaving them with out His.
I know,
Me too,
But I...
I know.
Let's do this.
BUT IT'S NOT FAIR TO THE PROOF-LESS
I know you're scared for the two sensed.
Have no fear,
without me there is nothing to them.
While they talk about, here's the blueprint.
You can use it now or later, time is needing essence.
People need the presence, As long as they keep asking
you can brag about my two cents.
Give it to them if they ask, and promise them friendship.
That's not all folk. It's a tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tint of temperance of this never end thing.
God's riding through the world, hear the Spirit 'ching ching'.
Gaining on these, gaining all these, gaining on these feats.
One claim, one call, keep running towards the leap.
Faith, Love, Trust, that's all I have but it's far from cheap.
Where's the scripture?! It's written on the rock inside a permanent fixture.
Yes it is, are we fluent, is your will done?
It is never over for as long as you endure One.
Arrow fletching fetching and I draw back with my right arm.
As I catch it I draw everything in sight wrong.
The crystal ball caught, is a marble in the left palm.
I hold it for the people while the people of the world charge.
Not in it?
Then you see this as my postcard.
Trip in power,
that's the center where it all starts.
No falling short
like a battle arm thrown dart.
In the darkness my faith is still in, so stark.
Pass Iron Man,
as he waves, he looks smart.
Iron maidens start to question if I'm stoned heart.
Here it is, check it out, it's a small shard.
Lift it up
peace together,
just to see God.
I travel through the temple planning for the big show.
Forgiveness built the wall so,
I am safe
as I walk into the small glow.
No time for-I-to -re-main humble.
As I leave the stage hear the floor rumble.
If I walk away see the faith crumble.
If I turn my back follow suit and shake domes.
Had to dust the rack to drive the proof home.
Stakes in the back,
when you should have brought my son home.
Now I'm coming for you
like every end that you ever thought to strive through.
Slow it down, just like a heavy-weight bard.
Watch the word play save a seat before the soul cart.
Yes in deed I was stuck inside a world part.
Trying to stand before the end of the true start.
I think I can, think I can, until I find that I'm too lost.
Trained how to order though so I construct the chaos.
Collecting diamonds in the rough, deep deep drilling,
for the big boss.
No last name, the first one I pull is God.
I'm just a living creature, and He's pushing hard.
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs,
You made my Lord!
Once weak under God, until the fall starts.
Sweat is pouring as He reads me the report card.
Jesus, God, vacations over for the restock.
Uncut at birth, until it's time to rest,
God's radio is on, as I'm working the best.
So I dance along the streets roaring as I bang upon my chest.
Because I love the pressure, if I don't keep moving then I'm just another jest
as the closing curtain burns and I begin to lest, this is just another contemptuous mumble of God's breath.
I'm giving you my life, no, we are far from finished yet, this is just a peek of proof that every son does try to get.
He walks upon the water it's not about where He's trying to get.
It must be who He's trying to catch.
With my acceptance, I would guess He's looking for the rest.
So many people climb my side without their harnesses, until they fall off and wonder why their grace left.
But He's within my firstborn, with His arms around my neck.
This is the finest armor in the place I'm trying to hit.
Strike strike strike,
chip chip chip.
I'm carving in the rock of the frame you're trying fit.
As your set into the stone, the heavy weight of mass becomes a gift.
Thank-you-so-much-for-this.
Tomorrow-comes-with-ships.
Sail away, sail away with the righteous.
With everything you've done to lift me when I broke hips.
Watch me shower them for you, With my pursed lips.
But I'm still talking, what about the other kids?
Their failures swelling and produces all the false lifts.
Can I really stop them if they hang you in a lose grip?
As you slip away a leave them with the truth less?
I don't want to see just any body do this.
My one complaint, is if we're leaving them without bliss.
My one restraint, is leaving them with out His.
I know,
Me too,
But I...
I know.
Let's do this.
BUT IT'S NOT FAIR TO THE PROOF-LESS
I know you're scared for the two sensed.
Have no fear,
without me there is nothing to them.
While they talk about, here's the blueprint.
You can use it now or later, time is needing essence.
People need the presence, As long as they keep asking
you can brag about my two cents.
Give it to them if they ask, and promise them friendship.
That's not all folk. It's a tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tiny tint of temperance of this never end thing.
God's riding through the world, hear the Spirit 'ching ching'.
Gaining on these, gaining all these, gaining on these feats.
One claim, one call, keep running towards the leap.
Faith, Love, Trust, that's all I have but it's far from cheap.
Where's the scripture?! It's written on the rock inside a permanent fixture.