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One Stone at a Time
03:51
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Sometimes I get in the way / In my fantasies I'm self-made / No one likes to die to who they think they are / But letting go is how you start
In this economy of grace that turned our system on its face / Kindness wins the fight / It matters more than being right / And love is on the other side
Call it dying, call it change
Liberation from broken chains
Build a kingdom with what we find
When we leave control behind
One stone at a time
I'm not living for tradition, or rules we break over again / The truth is not an idea, it's a way to live your life / And love is on the other side
Call it dying, call it change
Liberation from broken chains
Build a kingdom from what we find
When we leave ourselves behind
One stone at a time
You've got to breath him in / Choose to fall again / Into a love much greater than anything you've been / The breath of God is flowing all around / Spread out / Breathe in / Fall back in love
It's not impossible to hope / You know we're all still on our way / Empire's come and go, but we've got seeds to sow / Just got to keep on letting go
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You Go With Me
04:11
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Like a gentle bend in the river / Guide me toward the open sea / Like an old friend drawing nearer / You promise that you'll go with me
Though the current flows ever stronger / Pulling me to further depths / Rushing waters rise to crashing waves / Still I'm clothed with peace and rest
Where you go I'll go, what you speak I'll speak
In your spirit's flow deep cries out to deep
Though the way is hard I won't fear anything
Because I know you go with me
On the river bank trees are green / Healing all who come and drink / All the rescued ones in mercy singing / Your presence changes everything
Where you go I'll go, what you speak I'll speak
In your spirit's flow deep cries out to deep
When I can't see the way still I won't be afraid
Because I know you go with me
I feel the open sea in the distance / Where troubles end, we thirst no more / I don't fully know where I'm going / But my horizon is secure
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Show Me Something
03:49
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A message on the breeze / A red bird song on the shuddering trees / Don't we all need something precious to believe? / I'm looking everywhere / My feet get cold in the evening air but I don't care / Come on, ask me to go somewhere
Call me, I'll go
I'll go anywhere
Can't breathe, I know my soul needs some air
All we dream of
Anywhere but here
Show me something beautiful
I've been waiting here all night wondering if my whole life just passed me by / Looking for a sign on the back porch, I can't move along 'til I hear you say the words I'm waiting on / Tell me where do I belong
Show me how a bird decides to take to the skies and a thousand more get drawn to flight / Over pastures green and the county line, looking for a place to call home for a time / When you lift your head and the sun's so bright gotta close your eyes to take in the light / And this is how it feels to come alive
I didn't pick a place / Didn't pick a job for the right wage / Didn't stake my claim / I followed a man who knew my name / Did I make a mistake? / That's a thought that I can't quite shake / Can I find a little grace for all the paths that I didn't take
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Lazy Train
03:05
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Lazy train carry me from here / I think it’s high time for me to get lost / Winding road take me anywhere / I’ll follow your lines wherever they go
Window to the world flying by / Dew on the green grass, sun in the blue sky / Brings a bit of melancholy ‘cause you can’t hold on no matter how you try
You and me in between
Find that we’re ever on our way home
Break the fog long enough
Learning how to know what’s beautiful
Lazy sun up before you know / Light up the background you make the trees glow / Mountains rise and then they hide away / They might come back, but whose to say?
Lazy train take me far away / I think it’s high time for me to get lost
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Wind and Breath
04:12
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The closer I get to the light / The more my shadow comes to be / When I look into Mercy's eyes / Her gaze speaks humility / Her eyes humble me
Hand to the plow
I can't outrun this restlessness
But these coals are warm
They're waiting on the wind and breath
I'll keep stumbling over stones / A broken road is hard to find / Just like that valley of dry bones / If there's no change then there's no life / If I'm changing I'm alive
Hand to the plow
I can't outrun this restlessness
That faithful sun
But these coals are warm
They're waiting on the wind and breath
When will they come?
I'll remember everything you said / All that you have done / And all I've become / Won't you blow on this fire? / Bring it back to life / While I'm waiting quiet until it's time
Some days I can't fight no more / Or even change my point of view / But you have moved mountains before / All need is here with you
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Reconciled
04:04
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I breathed you in and I became the fragrance of the one who saves / I used to doubt that I could change but I know I am not the same / I am being made new
I haven't partnered, I confess, in the redemption of this mess / I'm still becoming who I'll be / I know you are still saving me / I am being made whole
Reconciled, I'm alone no longer
Through the fire humble hearts grow stronger
Living hope fills my lungs like a holy flood
And I'm learning how to breathe in the depths of love
I stopped judging everyone / I gave my should some space to run / And though the work is never done the old is gone, the new has come / I am being made new and I am being made whole
An invitation calling / A seed that's slowly falling / On the promise of provision and a dream / That your love covers everything
Mistook the ceiling for the floor but I'm not who I was before
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Red Sky
03:01
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You see a red sky in the morning light and you know fair weather's gonna last the night / It'll be alright / And you see a red sky at the end of day / Yeah you know a storm is coming, better hide away / That's what you say / But will you learn to read the signs?
We're all striving for interpretation
While our treasure turns to rust before our eyes
You look up to the sky crying out to see, but you feel the time is wasted so you carve a god from a tree / It can't even speak / Oh foolish man don't you know the army's near? You better bury what you found and go and buy that field / But will you learn to read the signs?
Cease your striving
Rest in salvation
Lay your treasure up where moth and thieves won't climb
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Thailand
02:59
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My hammock swings up to the sky / Until the ocean sings a songs / It mingles with heaven's disguise / 'Til we can hear the voice of god
My hammock swings up to the sky / Like islands line the old seaside / And we can go there if you like / Just ask the moon to pull the tide
It feels something like Thailand
Urgency is the enemy we're fighting
We got time to make no plans
Swing 'til the rope blisters our hands
My ukulele tells the time / Time's a shrimp boat solemn green / and waves that can't make up their minds roll in and no one is the same / But they all break
It feels something like Thailand
Urgency is the enemy we're fighting
We got time to make no plans
Swing 'til the rope blisters our hands
Tyranny's an enemy worth fighting
We got the time to make no plans
Swing 'til the rope blisters our hands
Horizons yet hard to discern / The sea and sand play tricks on me / The reflection of the sun spreads far beyond where I can see
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pilgrim house Jacksonville, Florida
singer-songwriter, boys choir dropout, aspiring nomad.
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