I can’t write this life because before
you tonight inspire me to write this passage and put
phrase to page, choose carefully what i say in that it
defines the way in this war i shall wage, but I
can’t make sense of the ups or the downs and though it
May be greener on the other side, who said grass grows all around
Bring life in the form of sound, waste no time becoming loud
As you voice your discontent, I can feel my heart pounding
Undefined timeline theres no contract to sign just
waiting for you and I to align in the right frame of mind but
Until then ill just wager my thoughts, raise you insight
And if the river should show us kings, I've played my cards right
I hope that you feel my words as I consult these proverbs
Guides to endless night fighting for the hope of savior's lighting
We begin and end but never lend ourselves
The right of trickery to humble our own immortality

Chorus:
The flash blinds, sight inept for real time
No words I can define, did I meet the deadline?
Search for a notion to call my own and skin so rough to hold these bones
The seeds I've sown have all now grown and stand so high above this drone
And in His shadow I trace the lines, but in His image I'll thrive

Its his image his likeness, that comes to
define us; His grip, His love, His hold,
As we try to break from the base of that mold, overbearing
Sense of infallibility makes us bold, it spurns
Hate for tensions and fears and time spent losing years
While clocks tick closer to conclusion, release your tears
Clasp your hands for understanding hopelessly demanding
An explanation of truth revealing life everlasting
But don’t let go, sure time is quick but
You were too eager to throw it all away
Before I could sing songs of triumph to try calm your mind
You decide to dodge the punch and change the design, now it's
Seven guys’ rhythms and lines, sins and lies, we live and
Die but when it's time to leave our bodies we somehow find
The majesty of forgiveness, warm embracing comfort in
Knowing that through our trials we have earned this final slumber

Chorus:

Is it hard to believe, that its all preconceived
that we all just come to the line to receive this hand out
A gift beyond compare, our first breathe of air,
We become destined to grip tightly and releasing never dare
But don't let go because it's too difficult to own the knowledge
Of futility we consider a foe, promise to
live, try, cherish, grow bold, own your beliefs leap but
know I'll still be holding on to you from below