you think the truth you spittin
is hittin and all the while
it’s missin the heart
why don’t you start with the
2 x 4 stickin out your face
you call it grace you say you love
but it feels like a shove
of theological grooves
that in your mouth
is just fake news
we all got the blues
we all need the truth
take a look in the mirror
are you clearer to you
maybe you should go
feel and find what you left behind
there’s nothin new
under that big bright star
who do you think you are
who do you think you are

start something new in me
set me free to be
restin instead of testin
everybody’s this and that
where am i at
what am i going to be
show me
me
show me
me

you say you prayin
but you just slayin
throwin hollow verses
that feel like curses
and what’s worse
is that when you done
you done
silence
no presence
silence
no assistance
silence
no shoulder to cry on
active love to rely on
your logic doesn’t do a thing
get in the ring and fight for the unseen
the unnoticed are real
whatever they see this world to be
connection is what they need
don’t log off when you have your say
and just walk away
why don’t you show up
level up
your argument is sound
but your heart can’t be found
you stand your ground
as you ground others down

start something new in me
set me free to be
restin instead of testin
everybody’s this and that
where am i at
what am i going to be
show me
me
show me
me