Альбом Caedmon's Call

.:: The Rich Song ::.

Whatcha been doing today?
'Cause I've been thinking about you
Just heard some news that set my mind to wandering
And I need to hear your voice

Are you out on the plains?
Burning your feet on the ground
Out where no one even knows your name
Seventy miles out of town

Cause we miss you
Do you miss us?
What is the language
With which these words I can trust?
That I thank my God
Every time
I remember you

Whatcha been thinking about?
Cuz I've been thinking about life
And how nothing can escape the governing of God
Still somehow that just doesn't comfort me tonight
I still need to hear your voice

Now I hear you
Do you hear me?
What medium is there
That I can use to make you see?

Bending down to help the flower dry with poverty
Helping it to understand its inheritance
How I remember life so bright
Every time I close my eyes
I can see you

Brother you made it
Brother you made it
Brother you made it home

.:: Me ::.

Lately I've been thinking about some pretty strange things
More than I'll admit
Like the exact moment that milk goes bad
and even then isn't it good for something
But not as much about why bad things happen to good folks
and age old questions
But more about why good things happen at all
and why I don't notice them

I should spend more time laughing at myself
I should spend more time laughing

You sing to me of dragons
You sing to me of businessmen
and glorious potentiality
and what it all has to do with me

I'll be the first to tell you that I never was too smart
Or I had no patience
'Cause I never cared for science
Or studying commerce of distant nations
But now you're teaching me of the people behind me
And how I become them
And of all the joys of history
And all night fasting and contemplation

I know my prayers are common
and my words are simple
and I'm absent-minded
But if there's one thing you've taught me
It's of my freedom and how to find it

You sing to me of silence
You sing to me of bride and groom
and beauty of a new perspective
I see the truth reflected

.:: Potiphar's Door ::.

When I was a little boy, I couldn't know the cost of going to war
When I counted 'em and walked that aisle, you know that I couldn't count that high
But now I can count that high
And I'm counting' 1, 2, 3, 4
Don't wanna fight this good fight no more

So I'm knocking on Potiphar's door sayin'
"Hey, on second thought, I might be in for some more"
So I'm knocking on Potiphar's door
While the keeper of the keys and the knocker on the door says
"Don't you live for what I died for"

So I'm staring' through the window screen
Wishing I could do all those things I've seen
I know it's sin that leads to death but it looks like fun to me
And fun is the one thing I need
Because this race has knocked the wind all out of me

There are so many things I wish I had done before I repented
And when I said it, sometimes I wonder if I really meant it
I have this bad habit of raisin' the dead
And inviting them to eat at the table in my head

The old house it has been plundered, the deed has changed hands
The owner is all bound up and exiled to a foreign land

.:: I Love Your Grace ::.

I love Your grace I love Your mercy
I love the way You help me when I call
I love your truth I love the power of your name
But you know I love your presence most of all

My soul takes refuge in the shadow of the lord
and close to you is where I want to be
You are my strength you are my God you are my king
and all I want is what you want for me

There's tarnish on the golden rule
And I want to jump from this ship of fools
Show me a place where hope is young
And a people who are not afraid to love

Chorus:

This world has nothing for me
And this world has everything
All that I could want
And nothing that I need

This world is making me drunk
On the spirits of fear
So when He says who will go
I am nowhere near

Repeat Chorus twice

And the least of these
Look like criminals to me
So I leave Christ on the street

This world has held my hand
And has led me into intolerance
But now I'm waking up
And now I'm breaking up
But now I'm making up
for lost time

Repeat Chorus

.:: The Truth ::.

I've been putting on and putting off too many people
And I'm getting old to live like an injured man
Ailment and unfilled prescription like the nose on my face
Like a broken boat safety raft and a love for the water
And I just can't decide to sink or swim it's me or them
Should I save myself or go back for the others because

Maybe there's no gray and I was wrong to tell 'em so
And maybe all that I've to do was done a long time ago

'Cause there was life before my life
There was provision before my need
There was redemption before my sin
For the sake of the world I thank the Lord
That the truth's not contingent on me

I've been dressing up and dressing down for too many people
And I'm a little young to live like a troubled boy, a troubled soul
A fish out of water, 'cause we're all just the same
We're all just as good and just as bad and just as distracted
By the corners of our eyes as our fathers were and theirs before
And all those before them save the one with my record

And with the way I stare you'd think I'd seen through a two-by-four
And with the way I walk you'd think I'd never seen grace before

But I've been putting up and putting down too many things
That I know nothing about but I'm jealous of
Holding pride as tight as I can like she was my only daughter

.:: Wrong Man ::.

We've been working on this thing for eight long years
And I think its time that we just let go
Well I can't tell if it's history, or maybe just bad math
But if I leave now then I may never go

And I'm the wrong man for the job
And that's the way it is
And I, I'm the wrong man for the job
As long as I shall live
For better or for worse, we both know I'm the wrong man for the job

Well I've always hated math, but I love history
Just like I hate no one and I love you
Isn't it coincidence, it's a mystery
Cause if you then I've not a clue

It's like I ripped my arm right off and left it
Well I guess it wasn't mine at all

I've been working on this thing for eight long years
And I think it's time that we just let go

You say you want a living sacrifice
Well I am a burnt offering
Crawling off the altar
And back into the fire

And with my smoke-filled lungs
I cry out for freedom
While locking and chaining myself
To my rotting desires

And I hate the stench
But I swallow the key
And with it stuck in my throat
Can you hear me
Can you hear me

Chorus:

I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
But I'm still a long way off

I am shell-shocked and I have walked
Through the trenches full of tears
With the mortars of memory
Exploding in my burning ears

You've stripped the trees of Lebanon
And now you're stripping me
Of the bark of false morality
And the bite of selfish greed
Lord, can you hear me

Repeat Chorus

Will you run to me
Will you come to me
Will you meet me
Will you greet me
Will you drag me home
'Cause I'm still a long way off

Repeat Chorus

.:: Home ::.

So you asked, so I'm going
Here I am, never knowing
Where this horizon ends, and the next road begins
Or where I'll find you

It's getting dark and I'm a long way from home
But I can't stand spending this night alone
And I will sleep, my eyes to the east
And wait for the sun to come, home

I've gone to walkabout to find your face
The land I love, don't look the same
Look the same

So cover me like a blanket in the cold
You have given me this hand to hold
To help me up
'Cause I fall down

It's getting dark, and I'm a long way from home
But I will not spend this night alone.
I will sleep with my eyes to the east
And wait for the sun to come, home.

It feels something like I'm chasing the wind
I feel like this road has no end
But the end is you I know
So I chase on

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.:: I Will Sing ::.

I will sing for the meek
For those who pray with their very lives for peace
Though they're in chains for a higher call
Their mourning will change into laughter when the nations fall

In spirit poor
In mercy rich
They hunger for Your righteousness
Their hearts refined in the purity
Lord let me shine for them
Lord let me sing
Lord let me shine for them
Lord let me sing

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Looking back at the road so far
The journey's left its share of scars
Mostly from leaving the narrow and straight

Looking back it is clear to me
That a man is more than the sum of his deeds
And how you've made good of this mess I've made
Is a profound mystery

Chorus:

Looking back you know
You had to bring me through
All that I was so afraid of
Though I questioned the sky now I see why
Had to walk the rocks to see the mountain view
Looking back I see the lead of love

Looking back I can finally see
How failures bring humility
(I'd rather have wisdom and pain)
Brings me to my knees
(Than be a comfortable old fool)
Helps me see my need for thee

Repeat Chorus

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Desert sky
Dream beneath a desert sky
The rivers run but soon run dry
We need new dreams tonight

Desert rose
Dreamed I saw a desert rose
Dress torn in ribbons and in bows
Like a siren she calls to me

Sleep comes like a drug
In God's Country
Sad eyes, crooked crosses
In God's Country

Set me alight
We'll punch a hole right through the night
Everyday the dreamers die
To see what's on the other side

She is liberty
And she comes to rescue me
Hope, faith, her vanity
The greatest gift is gold

Naked flame
She stands with a naked flame
I stand with the sons of Cain
Burned by the fire of love
Burned by the fire of love

.:: Too Tender ::.

Water water everywhere
And I complain about my thirst
The prescription's in my hand
While the pain I curse

I know the longer
I know the harder
The walk will be
With my calloused feet

And my too tender knees
Stumbled upon the truth
Wished it'd get out of my way
When I see the light
I pull down the shade

If I were as smart as Christopher
I'd find a closet
If I were as weak as Samson was
I'd make a prophet