Selah - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

The fury in your house

Should have saved me from the debris of my car

And the blood held in my mouth

From when my teeth had been knocked out

There's always static on the end

Of the line to Heaven

So what pain must I endure before

You feel like coming down?

Lord

Is it true that I am such a waste, that I am easy to ignore?

No sermon that I've ever sung

Has summoned you, so maybe

You're not there at all

When I was sick

And I was dying

I was alone

It wasn't empyrean fire

Guiding my way home

Only the voices of my friends

My mother and my father

You sat in silence, left me crying out for you to take my life

Oh, Lord

Is it true that I

Am such a waste that you're ashamed to show me your face

And grant me just a gleam of grace in

Even your most sacred of spaces?

And if that's the case, then

How could I know peace?

How could I know peace? (Should I be afraid?)

How could I know peace? ('Cause in the end)

How could I know peace? (I know that death will)

How could I know peace? (Greet me as a friend)

How could I know peace? (Should I be afraid?)

How could I know peace? ('Cause in the end)

How could I know peace? (I know that death will)

How could I know peace? (Greet me as a friend)