Atmosphere

By Dillon Chase

On drifting

Released on August 25, 2017

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Verse 1

I see the matter here

In this atmosphere

Trying to get up outta here

Yeah that's kinda weird

They drew me in

Then they drug me out

I saw all the stars

But didn't know who flung em out

And Once I got a taste of this

There was no replacing it

Made to get

Amazing gifts

Stars and all the flames they spit

Cannot take away the riches

But may God saves my day from ditches

Of deliberate sick distance

And come deliver this conflicted

Earth treader dirt spreader

Yeah I search letters

Of divine origin

And find that I'm to the curse tethered

Someone help me I'm

Looking for satisfaction

Under a solar system

Of cold conditions collapsing

Chorus

All this space is surrounding

Galaxies far between

Looking out for a purpose

Stars float on without me

All of these fears I hold

Just waiting to be free

Atmosphere keeps pulling

To a light I can finally see

Verse 2

I'm In a maze I got milky ways

No solid ground falling down

But my guilt remains

I put the celestial on a pedestal

Never knew

The lights could be eclipsed

By a better view

Hold on to what's passing

White knuckle the fractions

Of God's nature ingrafted

In all creations attractions

Missing the panoramic

For candid paintings of beauty

But I took the mask off the magic

No parading I do see

I was intoxicated

With the constellations

Now I have conversations

With MY God - amazing

The 2nd Adam peered

Into our atmosphere

To battle fallen stars sin - death -

Glory has appeared

Chorus

All this space is surrounding

Galaxies far between

Looking out for a purpose

Stars float on without me

All of these fears I hold

Just waiting to be free

Atmosphere keeps pulling

To a light I can finally see

Verse 3

I see the images sent to earth

From satellites

Drastic heights

Plenty worth

I see What I didn't first

That's His finger print at work

Men are birthed

With a purpose

But since the curse

Entered - Hurt

Will offend us worst

But I know I have hope

Up and over the black hole

That tries to muzzle my last note

And leave me falling so flat though

I Been set aside to reverence God

But if I'm dead inside I'll never fly

Chorus of creation

Forces me to face Him

Lord of my salvation

Glory so abrasive

I need the truest reality grabbing me

Taking me out of this gravity

Challenging

All of the fallacies bound to me

Tackling

Everything holding me down will be shattering

Chorus

All this space is surrounding

Galaxies far between

Looking out for a purpose

Stars float on without me

All of these fears I hold

Just waiting to be free

Atmosphere keeps pulling

To a light I can finally see