fall away

 

satisfy my appetite in every subtle urge

gluttony by morsels from the table of this earth

hunger leads to hunger so i rush the the empty seat

all the world’s a feast and i am here and come to eat

 

satiated, full, i’m overweight and on a binge

but i ever fail to soothe this discontent beneath my skin

hunger leads to hunger, find i’m failing once again

to bring myself relief here by the bread of my own hand

 

leave the chair and vanish past the places that i’ve been

finding that the world is smaller outside than within

hunger leads to hunger and i’m craving what i see

the Fruits of God are ripe and hanging near on Eden’s Tree

 

some starving on a belly-full, some feasting on a crumb

a sad man in a banquet hall with guests that never come

passions feed the hunger of what we ask for when we cry

if we got the Christ we wanted, would it matter that He died?

 

fall away – my thoughts betray me

fall away – my hands are clay

i cannot make manna from the moments of this day

 

fall away – my eyes are liars

fall away – my wooden heart

so many ways i’ve failed You, i’m nothing like You are

fall away ...

 

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