When there is no soul-searching, is the soul still there?
from The Sacredness of Questioning Everything by David Dark

We'll build new traditions in place of the old
'Cause life without revision will silence our souls
from "Snow" by Sleeping at Last

Saturday, April 17, 2010

The Beauty of Grace Is that It Makes Life Unfair

I’ve given up on giving up slowly, I’m blending in so
You won’t even know me apart from 

this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention 

is my one last shot at redemption
because I know to live you must give your life away
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house 

all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out 

and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, 

promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, 

I’m begging You to be my escape.
I’m giving up on doing this alone now
Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how

He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there
And this life sentence that I’m serving
I admit that I’m every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair
I am a hostage to my own humanity
Self detained and forced to live in this mess I’ve made
And all I’m asking is for 

You to do what You can with me
But I can’t ask You to give what You already gave
I fought You for so long
I should have let You in
Oh how we regret those things we do
And all I was trying to do was save my own skin
But so were You
So were You 

-- "Be My Escape" performed by Relient K

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