breathe each breath live each moment
let no cards kept yet be folded
live till death its your life own it
kill regret always better for it

step step step

through worlds of change

the streets full of doubters

the skies are gray

burn burn burn

the institutions of age

the altars are torn down

our fathers unobeyed

dig dig dig

ditches and graves

foundations for our dreams

asylum for mistakes

careful what you wish for, most dreams are built on sand
careful what you wish for, with that fruit in your hand
careful what you wish for, you were depraved from the start
careful what you wish for, knowledge will break your heart
careful what you wish for, when your death is guaranteed
careful what you wish for, when you dont know what you need

war is worse than dead bodies, eventhough that is a good enough arguement against it.
war is the adminition that we can't just get along.
war is the breeding ground of hate.
war is the curse of sin.
war is the blasphemy of man in his unwarranted distribution of his own depraved condemnation.

any war fought with weapons fought to bring peace by death will most often lead to more war and death before peace is found.

show me a man that deserves to die.

tell me the reason i have not yet perished.

this world belongs to no man. God is the only true judge.

show me a just cause for war and i will take up the sword and fight
until then i seek peace and to love as he loved

just a sad song

my tears do not say enough
my tears offer you no love
my tears fall short

my heart's stops; overcome
by the things i havent done
i was meant for more

i just want to show you that i care
but its hard when i cant be there
so i guess i am sorry that i cant be sorry enough for you
and i dont know what else there is that i can do

but if you could see these eyes
heart my heart
you'd realize
i'm torn apart
for you

i just want to show you that i care
but its hard when i cant be there
so i guess i am sorry that i cant be sorry enough for you
and i dont know what else there is that i can do

Jesus Jesus
how real you are in my life i cant help but find you.

but what about in theirs?
are you really that strong?
really that caring?

these problems are huge
none of deserve it
how do you choose?

you are so beyond me
so beyond me...

sometimes i dont want to need you
sometimes i find it hard to believe you

find it hard to pray when you already know what i am gonna say
find hard to repent
hard to worship

bring the rain flood down again

words fall short of ears when the voice is hard to hear
but more often they fail when they come from contradictory lips

you word is not all you have
but it is definately worth protecting

the people that hear you most often can tell you whether or not you are worth listening to.
they can tell you if your trustworthy.

the people who you want to affect and bless are listening to what you are saying.
so let your yes be yes and let your no be careful but firm