Verse 1:

I'm about God I'm about him

But tell me when will the sounds end

The foul things that they're mouthing

So called devout men

Don't really care about them

Cause they could do with them

They probably think they're without sin

So they count the sin they don't got

Not realizing one rock

Can be heavier than a thousand

At some point in time when now's then

I just really wanna reach out to them like Dahlsim

And tell them they got a God that loves them

And wants to see their life amounting

To so much more than the world could ever hope for them

And show them that closed door to let em knock and

Find out what it gets opened for

And see the Most High show up sow up those open sores

So I'm on the floor

Praying for the broken lord

Just hoping you can manage to to minutes to intercept

And I know you understand the dilemma that's in effect

The way we running how can some people finish with winter breath? cause it's colder than cold in the cold in those cold streets

And cold toes make slow pokes

And who am say to have hope

To the hopeless individuals hanging to a short rope

I'm sending secret messages hidden inside of Morse Code

I don't know if they could read it but

Every letter ends as an open invitation to win you better believe it some think it's better see it

But he'll do one better

He'll let you reach out and touch all of his wounds if you need it maybe in that room you will meet him

I'm not assuming you need him

'cause human will need him

If you were in Eden you'd eat the forbidden fruit too

Because it's roots were misleading

Yeah

Chorus:

Got that fire

Got that heat

But don'y admire

I'm so weak

It's just that guy who

Lives in me

He takes me higher

Than I can reach

Got that fire

Got that heat

But don'y admire

I'm so weak

It's just that guy who

Lives in me

He takes me higher

Than I can reach

Verse 2:

I'm confident that I try to do the right thing

Regardless of consequence

Kindness can be the greatest compliment

To my wardrobe

No more taking shots stop

Judging what others got stop

Going half cocked stop

I need to stop stop that's Morse Code

Let's let the war go smile and let more show

Cause smiles can heal this country trust me

Just try it the next time you feel like acting ugly

And when I'm acting up hug me

And when I'm acting tough tug me

Nudge me, tell me to knock it off

Just don't judge me and I won't judge thee

See I want to get to the finish line but I want to bring you with me

Or vise versa

You can bring your wife Ursula, her sister Pam, her husband Jimmy

His daughter Tiffany, her friend Ann and

Her school bully Misty

144000 saints to bring them all home

That's 144000 ranks from here to Barstow

From Ukraine to the Congo

From the Great Plains to your condo

So, practically

Even when your down to your last 50

Give that happily to the sad and the broken

Hapless half sickly

We need to love each other

It's our job we don't have sick leave

The law will attack swiftly

But God isn't that iffy

He's that's trinity that ministry

He got our back the minute we

Admittedly act finicky or just react cynically

So, have sympathy or better yet have empathy

Because the same God who saved me saved you

That remains just as true to this day too

Choose to stay