1. |
Waiting for Vizzini
05:58
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Bring me back to the beginning
You and I, what's yours is mine
Erase my sin, the fear, the memories
Restorer: Restore me
Valeys slowly devolve to a dead pulse
I've lost you; I've lost all hope
Suicide's no longer interesting
Sex is a distraction
I see no point in praying
Here at the end of me
What have I been doing?
I can't say that I want you to find me
In the middle of this mess and hurting
(chorus)
Anxiety turns to fear turns to death
Panic and terror; heart filled with dread
Chasing safety but
My safe places have all been broken into
I impress another stranger
To throw myself upon
Here looking over my shoulder
Did you bring me out here to die?
I'm Elijah on the run
I'm Jonah in the sun
And I've no strength left to go on
(Chorus)
You're the only one who turns the old to new
The only one to wash away the things I've done
Knowing fully, only you can heal these bones
Only you can raise a garden
From the ashes of this ruin
This is what you do:
You make the old, new
You take the tired and you renew
This is what you do
You take the broken and heal
You take the sick and make them well
You take the abused and make them whole
This is what you do:
You embrace the orphan
You hold the hand of the anxious
The humbled and scattered you use
You restore, rebuild
You renew
Please come renew
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2. |
Everyone
03:03
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I thought that Christians
Were supposed to be the good kids
I thought that my best friends
Would be friends or more than friends
Is it just dupes who up and live this
Am I just a literalist?
Or just another freakin hypocrite?
I thought that Dads
Were supposed to be the heroes
I thought that elders
Had earned their respect
I had thought
The future
Could be brighter
Everyone does what they feel like
Everyone is self-interested
I thought that love
Was gonna make me happy
I thought that each one
Was gonna be the one
I didn't think my friends
Were users and cheaters and corrupt
I thought that freedom
Was what we wanted
I thought that Muslims
Were supposed to love orphans
But this fall's fashion is dropping bombs
It's just the price
Of trying to get what you want
I thought that I was gonna
Change the world up
I thought
That I was strong
Now I'm just a case
Of skating on the brink
And embodying the things
That I hate
They say everyone's out for themselves
Everyone's sleeping around
Everyone's surfing pornography
Everyone's lost their humanity
They say everything is alright now
Put on a religious facade
Everything is clean
And everything is dirty
They are singing song of hate
Rolling down that good-intentions pavement
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3. |
Protector
05:58
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I've lost all sense of safety
You've stripped me of my walls
All security has left me
Nothing in the bank account
I'm lost; I've lost control
An arrow in my side
You know that I love you
But I'll take whoever comes over tonight
If it means I'm not alone inside
Father please protect me
Show me where it is I went wrong
I know you haven't left me
But you seem awful far off
Do I suffer for my sins?
Or for you? What do I care?
I just want to catch the first train out of here
I'm no saint and I'm no savior
I'm a field without a fence
Stepped on, bruised, and broken
Some traumas just won't mend
You know that I'm still trying
And you know my faith is gone
How can I really love you
If I haven't got my heart?
Father please protect me
From the kicks and cutting words
You've told me who I am
But right now I'm not so sure
I would leave this town of hypocrites
If I thought I could escape
But Jonah met his whale
And there's nowhere left for me
Lying prone in my apartment
I won't go out today
I don't want to move
Why have you not kept me safe?
Maybe I have lost you
Maybe the problem's me
Maybe I have lost myself in all
This bitterness and pain
You know that I'm still trying
But I ain't got nothing left
What do self-care and crosses
Have in common?
I don't want to be a martyr
For my stubborn sin
Father please protect me
I can't find any ground
This freefall's been so long
I think I'll soon pass out
It's ok if I am no one
It's ok if I lose it all
But if prodigals know their way home
Maybe I'm no prodigal
Slings and arrows leave their gashes
Will you stop the bleeding now?
If I'm out here without you
Then I'm already in hell.
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4. |
Silence
02:27
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I don't hear you
Don't know that I want to
Just want to go home
Or somewhere where nobody knows me
I don't see it
I don't understand how all this could
One day make sense
Are you the King here?
Why do the wicked triumph?
I think I've lost you
Maybe this is my choice
But you've torn me to pieces
And I'm terrified
Am I not in your hands?
Is this really all the result
Of my miserable sin?
Where are you, my God?
I can't do this anymore
Where have you gone?
Is this not the place you've chosen?
I'm losing the voice to sing
I've lost the will to keep going
Waiting for the other shoe to drop
Waiting for the end
When I hit bottom
And finally find ground
Where are you God?
I'm spiritually bipolar, I'm paranoid
I see your protection
But I can't seem to escape
This constant fear
I don't understand it
And I can't take it
Forget me not
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James Metelak Kyrgyzstan
Indie-folk Acoustic Singer-Songwriter Multilingual World Traveler Music That is Sometimes to God, and sometimes not.
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