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 ...
© 2000 lance saint ash