bury me and bring me back again
I'm sick of living in a life of repetition
take my life and make it yours again

God where does your mercy end?
there is a hope to find the place between
a pharisaic perspective that a religious view

can define something as vast
as what was and is to come
and a new age sensation

That our God is what we make him out to be
there has to be a middle
Go and find the road that will lead you to a higher place

salvation is not moment in time or an altar call
but a life once lost now found in the arms
of our Lord my God, the resurrected king of kings

my protection from the start,
become my body, my mind and my heart
I have never known a love

that can sustain in my broken life
My escape was only as close to me
as I let Him be

Go and try to find a way
that leads you back to the cross
Fall before feet of life

surrender shame and guilt
I have heard your calling
but I find it difficult to breath when I am barely holding on

the truth is that I'm drowning in the silent sea of my apathy
I refuse to fall to religion
God I'll never give up on you

as you never gave up on me
Go and find the road that will lead you to a higher place
salvation is not moment in time or an altar call

but a life once lost now found in the arms
of our Lord my God, the resurrected king of kings
my protection from the start

my only reason to stay alive
without you I am not
you are the rescuer

If you ask me, I'll still say it with a smile
I have no faith in what is organized