Here I come, come to You in the very clothes,
That I killed you in, and now I know I’m alone.
I walk to You, rain falls from You,
Can You wash me? Can You drown me?
I want to be a lot of things, so much pent up inside of me.
I want to be strong, but too long I’ve sat here undecidedly,
Planning strategy, half of me knows it’s all just a fallacy.
Failing miserably, drastically and then I crash dramatically,
Into a wall I’ve hit a hundred times before,
And yet I still ignore the dark red bloodstains on the floor.
And I’m back in front of you, Lord, with blood on the floor,
Is the blood mine or Yours? I don’t want to do this anymore.
Back and forth between me, and me, and who You called me to be.
You see a man free who thinks he has to buy a key to a door,
But he can’t ‘cause he’s poor and he can’t fall down anymore,
‘Cause he’s already on the floor and his fall has broken it all,
And this is his call, but it’s more of a cry,
‘Cause he will try nine times, realize nine crimes, but he has more than nine lives,
So he picks himself up and keeps climbing for the prize again.
Here I come again to You,
Just to show that blood soaked through,
Through my bones and all I own,
Is there a way for me to go?
I walk to You, rain falls from You,
Can You wash me? Can You drown me?
Every time I feel selfish ambition is taking my vision,
My crime is my sentence, repentance is taking commission.
It’s taking a toll on my soul, I’m screaming submission,
And I don’t know if I am dying or living,
‘Cause I will save face for name’s sake, abuse grace,
Take aim to obtain a new name and a newer place.
But my name is lame, I can’t walk and I ain’t the same,
And my name became a new destiny to the grave.
And they say the ocean’s blue, but it’s black right now,
In the dark, on the sand, looking out at my crowd.
They’re crashing and drowning, singing out in four parts,
The lightning reveals where the ocean stops and the sky starts.
I’ve been told by the sky that the ocean I should win,
But it’s hard for me to see where ocean starts and the sky begins.
The random shocks of light remind me of what is true,
But right now the ocean’s blacker than black and the sky is too.