lance saint ash - graceless

graceless

I wish anger could redeem this way I feel towards you

I could be a saint, wouldn’t have to think things through

Leave me brewing here in my arrogance,

Duck the words flying out of self-defense

‘cause I don’t really know the meaning of the word “repent”

My own life’s what I’m thinkin’, what I’m all about

So don’t you tell me ‘bout your troubles, little jabber-mouth

My ears are runnin’ blood from the hurt I’m hearin’

Eyes are narrowed down, field of vision clearing

Deaf

Blind

Where’s the Magic Man with the Hands of Healing?

Touch me not

And don’t call and don’t wait and don’t reach

What I’ve got

Is all mine, I won’t sow the good seed

Ignore the written Word to give myself more headroom

Crucified Christ – just a massive flesh wound

I will suffer in this world for a different reason…

You are knocking at my door – what a gross disturbance!

So soft Your voice now to guide me through these halls

Suckin’ up the love that You poured out for me

Whorin’ it out for the praise it affords me

Proud

Dumb, so dumb

I’m standin’ in the way of the One to save me

I am graceless

You are strong

You are gracious

I am wrong