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Mood music/pensive and who knew it
I’m halfway through the year just trying to move through it
A new ruin/a little taste of confusion
And a mental photograph of old things I ain’t doing
Some good and some not/none of it on a pedestal
2011, a new brand of unforgettable
Discipline: not incredible/flustered with what I’ve settled for
Life is a bike for two, I’m wishing God would pedal more
Not that there’s not an effort/I just mean I’m sick of mine
I accomplish unimportant goals in just the nick of time
My light has a little shine/I need a lot, Lord
That’s what I’m clearing out the places in my heart for
Glow on this dark floor/I long to excavate
It’s such an art form/letting You regenerate
I really meant to pray/well, what I meant to say
Is I feel like I need You more today than when I went away
Hook:
Tell me there’s something left
I know there’s more to do
Why all this emptiness?
Give me the truth
Who am I? I’m nobody apart from You
I really want to do the things that feel so hard to do
I feel like giving up the moment that I start to move
I’ve got such little pride left, and nothing in my heart to prove
My plans have fallen through/my efforts never mattered
My dreams are in little pieces like they’ve forever shattered
And if they ever happen/I’d be surprised, Lord
I’m so indifferent, my self-image is an eyesore
Hook
I need the Living Bread/I’m hungry for a life
I thirst for righteousness/I never mix it right
I know I’m really blessed/even on lonely nights
But lately my own sinfulness has been my only fight
Might there be more to this? Beyond my selfish ploys
I’m not looking for bliss/but just a little joy
Trapped in an aging body/mind of a little boy
Can barely make it/I’m inadequate and naked
I’ve shaken off snakes and demons/but never by my own hand
You’re greater in my weakness/guess that was Your whole plan
I’m not my own man/I wasn’t meant to be
Only when I am a slave to Christ can He set me free
What could You use in me? I’m not who I used to be
I feel so futile, tag me up and say the eulogy
Don’t need no room to breathe/just gotta do it, please
Kill off my flesh and let Your spirit come to move in me
Hook
Tell me there’s something left
I know there’s more to do
Use all this emptiness
Fill it with more of You
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