why it’s quiet

she leans forward and sighs
says, ‘there’s a hush in here’
i agree but silently
can’t think of a thing to say

if she has to blame someone
i guess i will take it
but i will fight from falling
into what she thinks i am

cause only one of us is keeping secrets
only one of us just can’t forget
we both know somethings wrong here
but only one of us knows why it’s quiet

she can’t start a conversation
she does not want to stay
‘please don’t go’ i whisper low
she doesn’t ask me what i said

deepest fear of hurting her
no, the worst fear she won’t care
why can’t i talk to her
when she runs her finger through her hair

stronger than destiny

won’t you tell me why
the world wants to fall
the apple’s off the tree
we’ve swallowed it, seeds and all

oh we think that we’re better than Adam
cause we’ve lived and learned
we’ve climbed so high, yet
we’re still destined to burn

cause feel the chest man, one rib short
woman feel the pain
this child that we’re birthing
oh we dare not speak his name

but i know – someone
stronger – than what we’ve done
He’s stonger than tragedy
stronger than our destiny

won’t you tell me why
we’re pretend we’re doing fine
we can’t turn off the tears
by closing our eyes

everything we celebrate
is turning on its fans
every cheer we send up calls
for the end of man

so don’t look so shocked
when the fire lights the sky
cause nothing is so flammable
as this society’s lies

standing still

i’m a leaf caught in the wind
surrendering the all of me
to the breezes of these times
i miss the security of the tree

i don’t want divine rejection
i want to be right at first
but with every choice it’s harder
to imagine things much worse

so maybe i want pity
cause i’m lost without His will
can i be running from God
standing still?

i’m so afraid of hearing no
that i doubt i’ll hear a yes
it’s a mystery why some He shelters
and others aren’t so blessed

but a powerful God should know that
my heart cries out so pure
the deepest sorrow from the sick
is the existence of lost cures

so maybe i want pity
cause i’m lost without God’s will
can i be running from Him
standing still

many will say i’m choosing
a blindness to the signs
many will tell me give to God
what i still must hold to be mine

just don’t lie

i can see something surfacing
it’s in the way you sigh
but i’m bothered the silence
cause you’re just being polite

i would rather nurse hurt feelings
than suffer a broken heart
i would sooner you wound my pride
than fear we’ll always be apart

honestly, i want someone to be honest with me
i’ve dealt with fantasy, give me reality
don’t mind the tears in my eyes – just don’t lie

the conversation is over
but no one’s said goodbye
i’m waiting for some reason
as the seconds tick on by

it’s not right to keep it in
tell me what i need to hear
don’t hide it under laughter
don’t don’t worry about my fears

dream guy

 


you want a surprise?
look deep in my eyes
i’ve always had feelings for you

every crush you claim
leads me to the flames
it hurts to hear what they do

you want your man
you’ve made your plans
i hope your wishes all come true
but i don’t care about your dream guy
it’s not me, now don’t tell me why
i’d change for you
if you want me to
but i won’t ever be right

will he be there
if you cut your hair
maybe – he might

you put up a front
to get what you want
a prince and love at first sight
but i don’t care about your dream guy
it’s not me, now don’t tell me why

 

ten minutes


you’re standing there
staring at your shoes
you ask me if there’s anything more

all i know
is i don’t wanna lose you
all i do – is watch you walk the floor

and the right words seem to wait
until it’s just too late

but now ….please

talk to me ten minutes after goodbye
maybe then i’ll know what to say
talk to me ten minutes after you leave
and i’ll make you stay

i called your name
but you were out of range
or maybe you just didn’t want to hear

all my claims
that i was gonna change
and it’ll be better this year

now you’re gone and i don’t understand
why i’m quiet – why i cannot win your hand

but now….please

talk to me ten minutes after goodbye
maybe then i’ll know what to say
talk to me ten minutes after you leave
and i’ll make you stay

good boy

i went to church this morning
to chase a trace of some joy
i stayed through sunday school
oh – i was a good boy

i volunteered for the nursery
gonna pick up the toys
i’m coming back wednesday too
cause you know i’m a good boy

but all this doing the walk
oh i’m really only chasing (her)
this good i’ve done
with the wrong motivation

i stayed to help fold the chairs
cause she was there
i carried groceries up the stairs
cause she’d be there

i’m passing out Bibles on the street
cause she is there
and i’m at a meeting – on my knees
to offer up my most selfish prayers

all this doing the walk
oh i’m really only chasing (her)
this good i’ve done
with the wrong motivation

there is a reason

give me some worry
give me some pain
give me something
so i can complain

every truth i ignore
every knock on locked doors
every time i take a fall
there’s a reason for it all

give me some sleep
give me some peace
give me a freedom
a taste of release

every sin i hide
all the times i lied
every time i take a fall
there’s a reason for it all

worth the risk

i’ve love to speak my mind
but the thoughts won’t fit to words
syllables can’t express
the war torn scene in my head

on the one hand there’s a dream
a laugh like a melody
it seems so clear till you see
the other hand is reality

the only thing worse that letting her go
is keeping love secret so she won’t know
i’m so afraid i won’t see her again
it’s worth the risk of losing a friend

i’d love to open my heart
but it’s closed for a time to heal
maybe after all the repairs
you can tour the ruins restored

if only i could blurt it out
she’d fall back in her chair
and for a moment i can forget
that i don’t have a prayer

the only thing worse that letting her go
is keeping love secret so she won’t know
i’m so afraid i won’t see her again
it’s worth the risk of losing a friend

my sacrifice


i can’t gather my gold
melt down and mold it
into an altar from sin
that you’re fire burns in

i can’t cut down the tree
carve a place out for thee
a place to burn and tell
that you’re pleased by the smell

sure, left to my own device
i’d come up with some sacrifice
but what do i need to do
the offering was You
Jesus, You alone could pay that price
so i claim You – my sacrifice

i can’t wear a priest’s robe
wipe blood on my earlobe
all to show that i’m worthy to
just talk to You

i can’t lead the ram to die
for my sake hear it cry
twist the heads off the turtledoves
just to prove my love

i can’t gather my gold
melt down and mold it
into an altar from sin
that Your fire burns in