
on the album Underquiet.
Lord I've still got questions
can anything be everything if everything is hollow? or does living have a reason that's put off until tomorrow?
and now I’m riding round the bends to the bones of the morrow finding sorrow with the joy like the boy who’s been beat slashed torn and warned not to tell the truth and now my soul’s informed and I’m putting it to use, let’s defuse, I wanna defuse the humanistic time bomb compromising truth
buried alive in their scientific proofs
uncouth evolving sayers of sooth have lost their curriculum agenda and proof
for the Love that’s livin’ in me
and for the dreams that nobody sees
and for the broken soul on bended knee
and the God that’s gonna answer him powerfully
you see, you and me, we don’t amount to much
self-centered intellect’s not a power but a crutch,
losin’ touch with God’s reality, takin’ comfort in philosophies, thinkin’ it’s a speciality, sometimes fatality
who’s next on the docket?
have mercy on me
cause I believe He's the One, the Son, who's come to set us all free
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