Any Good


moses was a killer out on the lamb
he stunk of sheep in the desert heat
You came in a flame, the great I AM
and Your holiness washed under his feet

david, he was working out in the fields
while his brothers lined up to be king
You led him to a giant, led him to the throne
to God alone goes the glory

now i see why You choose losers
God, it’s not what i do
if any good be found in me, it’s You

you know peter tried, but got it wrong
he kept making promises he couldn’t keep
You know he denied, and he fell asleep
three 2nd chances, “if you love me, feed my sheep”

gideon, he was weakest – weakest in the land
but you called him to victory
still he had no skill, no steadfast will
to God alone be the glory

bumblebee

 


i will not call you anymore (because it’s dangerous)
i will not climb a mountain just to try to fly
i promise i won’t look for you to love me
and i will not hate to hear goodbye

if you need me i am here for you (as always)
but if you need well then things are not the same
if you call me, i know the reason is selfish
if you play, i lose the game

we have been the best of friends and enemies
we have been angry and content
we have been nothing but a fantasy
we’ve been words that were never meant

you can go on living like a bumblebee
you can float from flower to flower and sting me
you can test the choices and find me true
you can write off my advice as jealousy

i’m weak to your memory (i can’t hide from it)
i’m hopeless when i try to be just friends
i’m hanging by a thread, share your life with me
i’m not willing to go through this again
i’m not willing to go through this again
i’m not willing to go through this….

we will rebuild

i’m struck by the beauty i now see in you
i’ve long ignored the red white and blue
has someone switched you in the night?
i see you new by the dawn’s early light

rubble and reasons that do not stand
life slips out of a grasping hand
planes that turn and terrorize
dry are empty, tearless eyes

we will rebuild
a peace taken by fear
we will rebuild
and we’re still here

under your colors that wave in the wind
we fight in a war we did not begin
a spotlight to shadows, darkness will flee
we bury the brave and we rally the free

over our shoulder we carry you on
we raise you high, plant you on lawns
our sorrow is strong, but so are you
the beautiful red, the white, the blue

goodnight, christy


goodnight christy
wherever you are
out chasing falling stars

may God keep you
safe from harm
all wrapped up in His arms

goodnight, goodnight

blue eyes
blond hair
and your skin so fair

beautiful
on your own
but you are not alone

writhing

find my hope weak and writhing
begging for a drink
wounded in the battle
‘tween what i feel and what i think
break it, kill it, leave it for dead
it’s too far gone to fantasy
i wish for against reality
i hope for what will never be
i’ve tried to heal and save it
but the wounds have passed straight through
i’m defenseless to the memory
of loving you

thousand times

whispers of reminders
must convince me that you’re gone
you’re there when i sleep
but escape before the dawn

i cling to the dreams
as they are quick to fade
your memories are shadows
as i step out of the shade

how much time will it take to heal
and fix this way i’m forced to feel
i feel you near, but you’ve gone away
a thousand times a day

i pray for distraction
but refuse to forget
i’m anchored by my hope
i’m not ready yet

to see the truth i hide from
surrender to what i’ve denied
there must be a reason for
all the tears i’ve cried

missed in me


if i could look into your eyes
maybe it would all be clear
but if i saw through your disguise
you still wouldn’t stay here

you have to leave to chase your dreams
i have to stay and watch mine go
you can’t afford to give me hope
i can’t let you know…

i always hoped you cared for me
but i loved how you were so carefree
i’m hopelessly hopeful that someday you’ll see
everything you missed in me

what thought can i scribble down
to send you in this postcard
a picture of what you left behind
and me pretending life isn’t hard

i guess i’m no good at secrets
still don’t know what to say
i think of you, i pray for you
i hope you are ok

if you hurt me again

i whispered goodbye when you went away
between us there was nothing to say
now you’re back with all your lessons learned
to rebuild bridges burned

your smile is gone, your laugh is weak
it seems titanic has sprung a leak
everyone that used to carry you through
now they don’t believe you

but i can’t be your friend
if you’ll hurt me again

you’re picking up pieces of your plans
salvage your hope, do what you can
you have your stories, but you don’t want to tell
rumor has it you’re not well

we’re cold hearted monsters to just sit by
while you close your eyes and cry
but i’ve wiped away those tears before
i don’t want to do it anymore

cope with you

 


i hope you’re happy
no, really, i do
i’ll try pretending
that i don’t miss you

they call me a fool
and i can’t argue
they say i’m hopeless
i guess that’s true

there are lessons i refuse to learn
there are bridges i refuse to burn
as long as there is hope
i will cope with you

i paid for your flight
to see your boyfriend
i still don’t know why
but i’d do it again

you keep me up late
just to ask my advice
i’d do it for you
but you just think i’m nice