"Call the Kettle Black"

Everybody's searchin'
I pray that they would find You
Instead of dead religion
Resurrect us in the truth

'Cause there's a lot of things that I have heard
Some believable, and some absurd
About how we all belong
And where we'll go
But for myself
I really need to know

'Cause inside the walls we hide behind
Idolatry to our own minds
Like we know the way home
It's all a show
But for myself
I really need to know

Everybody's searchin'
I pray that they would find You
Instead of dead religion
Resurrect us in the truth
Who do we say that You are
What will we say of Your scars
Your glory?
Or is it all just a story?

Everybody wants to feel like they belong
But fitting with this world is wrong
I won't believe it
To ascend to more, just for myself
Without the need of Perfect help
I won't believe it
Why don't they see it?

It's
all
about
You
I can't
live by
my own
Truth
'Cause it's a lie

Everybody's searchin'
I pray that they won't settle
For a list of rules
Designed by fools
All the pots are preaching to black kettles
No no no..

'Cause it's a lie
And there's just
one
side