"It's Not the End Of the World (Some Days)"

A sharp pain in my neck
Oh heck
I guess I better pray about it
Sometimes it goes away
Sometimes it stays
It's okay
It's not the end of the world

And I need a better job
Oh God
I guess if that's what You want
I battle with my will
And still
It's not the end of the world

It's not the end of the world
It's not the end of the world (some days)
One thing I know of the world
One thing I know of myself (all sways)

I see a pretty lady
Oh baby
Look away before it drives me crazy
Clear the mental image
Ask for His forgiveness
It's not the end of the world

Feel the weight of sin
Again
Some days it's like I'm caving in
Doubting my salvation
That I'm a new creation
It feels like it's the end of the world

It's not the end of the world
It's not the end of the world (some days)
One thing I know of the world
One thing I know of myself (all sways)

Whether I'm near or far away
Resting in Him or in my own dismay
It's not the end of the world
Until You say

"Honeymooners"

"This love is so good
I hope it always stays"
I say to my honey
In our honeymooner phase

This feeling, yeah
I'm feeling more alive each day
Prepared for any season that's
Prepared to take this life away

But everything fades
Like moth and rust
And only trust remains
All the ups and downs
Can have their way
If it's my honey at the end of the day

Starts with a fizzle
The drizzle of the rain
I held to my honey
But it all came down the same

And all my sparks
They spun into a hurricane
Yeah, and my honey
Doesn't taste too sweet today

But everything fades
Like moth and rust
And only trust remains
All the ups and downs
Can have their way
If it's my honey at the end of the day

And oh, I thought those days would last forever
Just like the ones before had gone
Oh, I may have let go of the feeling
But I'm still holding on
I'm still holding on

And everything fades
Like moth and rust
And only trust remains
All the ups and downs
Can have their way
If it's my Honey at the end of the day

"118 Fabrics"

Looking out the window
Wind blows through the trees
Two birds, sitting peacefully
One flew away, the other stayed
I wonder, do birds get lonely?

A thought passes through my mind
Someday those birds will die
And so will I

And I think
About fish swimming
At the bottom of the sea
Born in darkness and living instinctively
Do they consider themselves
Like I do me?

Some people say that it's all the same
And yes it is true
The same 118 fabrics make us up
As well as buildings and the trees
But I have to wonder
Is there still discovering?

And the painted sky
Were the clouds all planned
Or was it just a randomized pattern
On canvas by a spilled paint can?

And what are miracles?
Is it one that we're alive?
That on the brink of chaos
There's harmony to find

And I can't see
And I can't see
Anything but the path in front of me

And we never know the half of it
But we live like we've mapped it all out
Is there any room for doubt?
And the simplest explanation
Seems to hold the most depth to me
There is more than what I see
And I have to wonder
Is there still discovering?

"The Living Dead"

Specters of the present
In a place we call time
Where the living and dead
Align
And breathe the same air
Both the truth and the lie
How can you make black and white
Coincide?

We are walking paradoxes
We are the living dead
All our blood, sweat and tears
An anointing for our heads

Rejoicing and resentment
Singing, laughing, crying
Where rain falls on the rich
And the blind
With gravity oppressing
Trees still reach to the sky
That seeds could die
To yield to life

We are walking paradoxes
We are the living dead
All our blood, sweat and tears
An anointing for our heads

We are born into the sickness
And our fighting is relentless
Still He died for our forgiveness
Yeah, He offers all his riches

We are walking paradoxes
We are the living dead
All His blood, sweat and tears
His blood, sweat and tears
An anointing for our heads

"The Constant"

I'm being swallowed alive
By the questions of these skies
How much further do they stretch
And have I seen the half yet

And what do I know
Life gets stranger as I go
My reality changes every day
I'm searching for something that stays

You are the constant
You are the shore
We are the waves, crashing
Trying to find something more
And it all leads back

I'm coming to grips
With the fact that I'm not it
Not the one who sees or understands
My footsteps are all shifting sand

And true to my humanity
I'll wane and feign divinity
In new directions every day
I'm searching for something that stays
Still

You are the constant
You are the shore
We are the waves, crashing
Trying to find something more
And it all leads back

How can I think I've got it figured out
How can I think I've got it figured out
I may not say it
No, I'd never admit to it
But I act it out
I walk out my belief
As loud as my doubts

You are the constant
You are the shore
We are the waves, crashing
Trying to find something more
And it all leads back
To You
It all leads back
To You

"Blood Vessels"

Strung up inside me
There to remind me
The cadence my heart keeps
With millions of heartbeats
These tables are turning
The oceans You're churning
Make rivers run upstream
The course of my bloodstream

I am alive
For the first time
More alive
Than the first time

Lost beyond reason
The coldest of seasons
Cuts off my breathing
And slows down the bleeding
Stir up the seas when
These breaths come uneven
I'm falling apart
To be where you are

I am alive
For the first time
More alive
Than the first time
You are beating life
Into a cold wasteland
Sifting through time
And my bloodline

Keep on bleeding
Till the blood runs true
The only thing that keeps me running
Is You

"Hold On My Heart"

Am I the only one
Who's sitting up at night
With the light on, thinking
Am I the only one
Who's pondering the thought
Of us
And if there is
And if there ever was

You see, I'm not so good at keeping
A hold on my heart
See, it's writhing at the sight of you
I'm trying everything to get
A hold on my heart

Am I the only one
Not good at being guarded
When my heart is, beating
Am I the only one
Who's had to hash it out
With God
And what He wills
And what my heart wants

You see, I'm not so good at keeping
A hold on my heart
See, it's writhing at the sight of you
I'm trying everything to get
A hold on my heart

And see, the nights are passing by
As I'm sitting here and wondering why
I can't get you off my mind
Sorting through the possibilities
The angles and adversities
What it'd take to make you mine
It can only take time

There's a hold on my heart
To raise it from the dead someday
Feels like it's still on layaway
So I guess for now I'll lay awake
And pray this aching goes away
Someday