Verse 1:

How you feel so far away

Thought you’d be right here

How I feel is not okay

But there’s no fight here

I’m looking at him try to breathe

And then I’m dropping to my knees

With apologies

Like I’m sorry please

If I grieved you with my rebellion

I know I almost killed the legacy that you were building

I know I turned my back on you

Like I spit in your face

And I forsook your love for illegitimate grace

But don’t take this out on him

I mean I’m sure you wouldn’t ever

But unbelief it bullies me with all this crooked pressure

Now I look at letters

Put together

From my family and supporters

The ones I tried to serve with every stanza every chorus

And they’re quoting me my own lyrics saying don’t give up

But I’m afraid if I call you you won’t pick up

Hello

I’m falling apart like a castle from a deck of cards

I need you to catch me God

Chorus:

You’re not through with me God

You’ll get through to me God

You’ll get through to me God

Verse 2:

There is a chasm between us

I turned my back disagreeing

With all the actions I’m seeing

I should fast for a season

Instead of fastly retreating

Running back to my demons

I’m done with having a reason

(I’m afraid God)

My heart is hard please come and tenderize

I want to see him look at me with those two tender eyes

I hear that whisper cry

Little oxygen inside

And he’s afflicted

Do something before this victim dies

And the worry holds me hostage but it’s make believe

And the burdens slowly box me in a grave it seems

I’m selfish complaining bout how I feel

I should pray for them to be healed

Are you using this trial to get through to me

Don’t take me out of the fire just get me through the heat

I Just want a future with my son

I pray one day to see the godly man that he’ll become

Chorus 2:

You’re not through with him God

You’ll get through to him God

You’ll get through to him God

Verse 3:

This is that precipice prayer

On the edge of no where

Death in the air

And you’re definitely scared

This that cry from a wife interceding for her husband

Who forgot his first love now she need him to recover

A petition for the prisoner

Tripping on pain killers burned

Caught In the middle a wicked urge

Just return

The teenager estranged who sees anger clear

And rather see blood dripped wrist than face their fears

Anyone brave enough to pray in desperation

Do whatever it takes God to make a new creation

We all bottom out sometimes blind we feel it’s through

But God is not done healing you

Chorus 3:

You’re not through with us God

You’ll get through to us God

You’ll get through to us God