Intro/Verse 1:

It was..

Step after step along the narrow path

Started lifting

Rep after rep, lifting baggage got it hand in hand

I could not rest, was slipping back into my head

Recently found my rest, still I do not understand

I'm holdin' onto the Lamb (yeah!)

Been a journey

Brothers heard me

Ironically found myself out on the gurney

Thought I'd be hard pressed from the hurting

All of the words that they said frankly hurt me

Brush off the dust, yeah my clothing is dirty

Heck, I been battered, I ain't lookin pretty

But through the path that I took the Lord testеd my patience, was gracious, still building my faith

Drop 1:

Startin' the mission, grab hold thе shovel

Walls fall down, yeah, I climb out the rubble

9 to 5 yeah I'm working the double

But live in the moment, I'm done with the shuttle

Found that my words could be heard, never mumble

I'll tell you what's up, no it will not be subtle

Scratch down my fears yeah I know I could crumble

Been fighting for years God gon' take me another

I been in disarray, thought I would mention

Felt my anxiety raisin' the tension

I'll tell you my thoughts, Satan pushin' against it

I'd rather send all of your souls into heaven

Been doin my time, yeah God payin' my pension

Felt like a kid after school in detention

Now I am listening, turned my attention

The man in mirror is me, I'll unhand him

Verse 2:

Anxious for nothing

Nothing I lack

Silent and hurting

A pack on my back

Waiting and wanting

I'll ignore the cackles

From shackles I'm sore

But I'm forcing a pace

Sleep when I can

But shutter and quake

Alone in the cold

Well, yeah, no thanks

Recently decided

I'd fight for the prize

Yeah, I'd rather abstain from the lies

Lots at stake

Ground is still

Mind is still

Blessings apparent

I'm far from a pill

Stress is sated

Regurgitated

It coughed (back) me up

Now I'm back with a cadence

Christ, he saved me

Easter: raising

Christ was the answer

Despite all my raging

Sin is waning

Lyrics, gaining

This is my 2 cents

A man in the making

Drop 2:

Buried depression, put down the shovel

Nailed up my coffin and tore up my muzzle

24/7 God's clearing the rubble

He's calling a meeting I jump in the huddle

Found out my words could be loud when I'm humble

I told them what's up, temptation was a mumble

Life has been raining, reflecting in puddles

I still think about when I made it to summer

Just in time for the fall

I couldn't have done it will all

The baggage I brought from the crib since the fall

Like bars yeah this weather been cold

I don't know what winter will bring but I

Bet that it's better than gold

I told em' I'm never gon' fold

Despite all crumbling holds

When climbing the mountain that lead to a climax

The "turn of the century" story for God!