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One Day
04:25
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All this work for just one day
Tomorrow should worry for itself
But I’m worrying
All these words but whose to say
‘Cause I’m not the type to ask for help
So I’m hurrying
All these needs, no time to pray
For burdens I took upon myself
And I’m carrying
The week on my shoulders
The month on my back
The year by my ankles
Convinced of my lack
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble
No kidding, man
But what can I do by the work of my own hands
My own hands?
All these accidental days
Spent trying to make sense of each plight
Yet I’m bare again
All striving to dig our graves
Til that becomes where we spend the night
Now I’m buried in
All these debts to earn my stay
Forgetting the load I’m offered is light
Still I’m carrying
The week on my shoulders
The month on my back
The year by my ankles
Convinced of my lack
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble
No kidding, man
But what can I do by the work of my own hands
My own hands?
Lay it all within the soil
My unraveling
Or give into the endless toil
Anxious traveling
To anywhere on earth
But right here, right now
Run away for life
Or learn to turn and seek out
One day, one day
One day, one day
No more carrying
The week on my shoulders
The month on my back
The year by my ankles
Convinced of my lack
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble
No kidding, man
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble
No kidding, man
But what can I do by the work of my own hands
My own hands?
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2. |
Distracted
03:39
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The first day we met
You knew you’d be too good for me
But I wasn’t looking for a girl
The next day you bet
I’d begin thinking differently
Still I wasn’t looking for a girl
Then our eyes looked into each other’s
Deeper than what can be seen
And our voices matched as we’d talk
And we’d laugh and we’d sing
You’ve got me so distracted now
Should our eager love be disavowed
Before our three months run out?
‘Cause a man devout doesn’t need a summer love
Our first week was spent
Drunk on our crush, no consequence
Acting like we couldn’t come undone
Enter our descent
Into a week of recompense
For all of the good we’d left undone
Forced to reckon with our commitments
Weigh them against our romance
Will my vision falter each time that I offer a glance
Is this our only chance?
You’ve got me so distracted now
Should our eager love be disavowed
Before our three months run out?
‘Cause a man devout doesn’t need a summer love
God is breaking my heart before I can give it to you
God keeps breaking my heart before I can give it to you
But I don’t want to lose you before I can prove it was
True what we had
Real what we held
All the ways we felt alive
Wishing to look in your eyes one last time
With no risk of becoming blind, blind
Blind to what God’s doing
You’ve got me so distracted now
Should our eager love be disavowed
Before our three months run out?
‘Cause a man devout doesn’t need a summer love
You’ve got me so distracted now
We came here to plant the seeds and plow
For this short slice of our lives
And a man of Christ doesn’t need
The love of anyone but Christ
He just wants someone to share it with
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3. |
Tired Side of Content
03:27
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I’m on the tired side of content
Exhaustion is my privilege
What’s the point of getting to heaven
Being well rested and well fed?
No, I want to be spent
‘Cause everything we have is lent
Oh, I want to be used
To give honor to the accused
Pass on the comfort I received in Christ
To see my need for his sacrifice
It’s my turn to give it to others
As we become sisters and brothers
I’m on the tired side of content
Because I was taught the secret
Of being in plenty or in need
I can do all things through Christ in me
And I want to see Christ formed in you
He is the only person who
Can take our evil and turn it for good
And make you feel wholly understood
Oh, I want to be spent
‘Cause everything we have is lent
Oh, I want to be used
To give honor to the accused
Pass on the comfort I received in Christ
To see my need for his sacrifice
It’s my turn to give it to others
As we become sisters and brothers
True rest is not found in bed
Or made up inside our head
We find it in Jesus’ yoke
When we let him bear our load
He can spend us all he wants
Though our bodies wear the cost
Find joy in that crazy claim
Lose our lives, we’ll call it gain
This is where my soul finds rest
On the tired side of content
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4. |
Heart Reset
03:42
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I'd write you a love song to wrap up the day
But unfinished verses would keep me awake
Why can't my mind put you to rhyme?
I'm finished ignoring the problems that stayed
And not done exploring the prices we paid
Where'd the time go, who knows, who knows?
If we could go back to the start
Is that where I'd find my heart
If we could go back to the start
What would I change on my part?
I've every intention to find someone new
But would I just use them to get over you?
When a heart's set, takes a hard reset
Pretending is easy when you're not around
Yet when you are near me, so quickly I'm bound
When a heart's set, takes a hard reset
If we could go back to the start
Is that where I'd find my heart
If we could go back to the start
What would I change on my part?
Is it true, does it just take time
Is it true, does it just take time
Are you here too, does it just take time?
If we could go back to the start
Is that where I'd find my heart
If we could go back to the start
What would I change on my part
All healing begins with a crawl
Is it better that we're here after all?
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5. |
Middle of My Words
03:14
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What do you see in the middle of my words?
Can I speak a blessing, yet you hear a curse
What do you see in the middle of my words?
Wings for the fall, air for the birds
What do you see in the middle of my words?
What do you hear, babe?
Please talk to me, please explain
What you're hearing, babe
I don't want ghosts or thoughts of ghosts to haunt us, babe
Yet I ask what's the matter and you turn away
It won't matter if it's weightless
And I don't want to cause stress
So I'll sit within this mess
We can process
In the space between my words, I have hurt you
Yet I'd fill up the sky if just to love you better
In the shadows that you heard, a phantom caught you
So help me shine a light and face your fears together
What do you see, babe?
Please show your face, please explain
What you're seeing, babe
I want what I meant and what you heard to be the same
And I'll repent if I hurt you along the way
It ain't wrong if we're not thinking quite the same
I swear I'm not accusing you of anything
I'm just trying to get us on the same page
When I ask how you're feeling, you can say
In the space between my words, I have hurt you
In the shadows of my soul, you saw a man who scared you
I'll fill up the sky to let you know how much I care for you
And I will shine a light, we can face our fears, both old and new
I'll give you wings when you fall and a rose when you rise
'Cause we won't be perfect, but I know we can get it right
What do you see in the middle of my words?
Can I speak a blessing, yet you hear a curse
What do you see in the middle of my words?
Wings for the fall, air for the birds
What do you see in the middle of my words?
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6. |
Gloriously Mundane
03:09
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There's work to do and money to earn and people to see
The balancing act is a twenty-four-hour forgery
Seven days cannot contain just how weak I feel
Sundays offer hope that every Monday aims to steal
Fiction only makes it worse
We live in dreams and feed the curse
But when your dollar lets you down
True riches can be found
It takes different kinds of glories
To tell our full stories
The special and repetitive
The debts we earn, rewards we give
Don't die for your wages just to live
There's work to do and joy to be shared and people to see
The balancing act is a labor of love in delivery
Necessary evils can be voluntary goods
When we steal back our privilege from self-imposing "should"s
Real life happens when we see
Into our shared humanity
And drop the dressed up masks we wear
We don’t have to be scared
It takes different kinds of glories
To tell our full stories
The special and repetitive
The debts we earn, rewards we give
Don't die for your wages just to live
It takes different kinds of glories
To tell our full stories
The special and repetitive
The joy we get, the love we give
Don't die for your wages just to live
It could all drive you insane
Till you see it's gloriously mundane
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7. |
Settled in the Unsettled
03:09
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I wouldn't bet my savings on a roll of the dice
I wouldn't build a house on top of a sheet of ice
So why do I try to get settled in the unsettled?
Every room, a shelf of books that I'll never read
Every closet, lined with clothes I don't even need
I'm just trying to get settled in the unsettled
Why do I do it
When I always knew it would fail me?
I'm ready to propose before we go on a date
I swear that I'll be fired after my first mistake
Oh, why do I try to get settled in the unsettled?
I dream up conversations that'll never take place
Get lost reliving memories that I cannot erase
Always trying to get settled in the unsettled
Why do I do it
When I always knew it would fail me?
Why do I do it
When I always knew it would fail me?
I can't use science to pretend that all can be known
Or heap up all my stuff, sit down, and call it a throne
So why do I try to get settled in the unsettled?
Why do we try to get settled in the unsettled?
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Choose
04:02
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So self-assured, it’s not a fling
Started saving for a ring
I’m buying less and praying more
Needs I haven’t known before
God, if I give my plans to you
Can I trust you’ll see me through?
Surrender is a funny thing
Nothing in my hands I bring
What will I do if
You take back your gift
Given just to lose
Do I have to choose?
Ten or so months were all planned out
Till you filled my heart with doubt
Tip-toeing into every day
Terrified what you might say
I’m learning fast, tomorrow’s fake
Lie down, don’t know if I’ll wake
Surrender is a crazy thing
Much I have to which I cling
What will I do if
You take back your gift
Given just to lose
Do I have to choose?
Will I turn my ear
If my greatest fear
Becomes your command
Will I fall or stand?
What will I do if
You take back your gift
Given just to lose
Do I have to choose?
Lord, don’t take her please
I’m down on my knees
Give me confidence
Is this providence?
Do I love her so
Much to let her go?
Lord, I really hope
I can have you both
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The Checklist
04:39
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The numbers don’t lie
Made sure my checklist was just right
If there’s no match, then there’s no time
Why bother to try?
True love or new friends
There’s no sense granting a difference
I’ll want what the list recommends
For my existence
Then you came along, my opposite
You came along, my opposite
If I’m combative
Please forgive a broken perspective
To seek the safest way to live
Not so creative
Yet you came along, my opposite
You came along, my opposite
When the threats of war abound
Let’s recall the peace we found
When your counsel invokes my disdain
Your kindness relieves all the pain
Letting the list steer, I’d adhere
But it has become clear
What I called “safety”
That was fear inside a mirror
Then you came along, my opposite
You came along, my opposite
Finding strength when we collide
Differences we must not hide
If we dare to hold them in
We’d drown in the shallow end
If “to love” means “to agree"
We’d all be on separate teams
Be opposed or by my side
Either way, we’ll have to fight
So dear friend, do beware
That I am gonna care
For every thing you do
And love you even when I don’t approve
And I will throw away that checklist every day
To throw away more time with you
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New Creation Gray
04:20
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My body works pretty well
But I see cracks within the shell
Entropy is trapped in every cell
The symptoms are awfully clear
They scoff and taunt and interfere
Acting young is growing insincere
I don't think I'll really want my new creation body
Till I put myself in a wheelchair
I doubt I'll appreciate what Christ bought for me
Before my mirror shows me gray hair
I'm already past my prime
I never learned to turn back time
Is decay the sentence or the crime?
So blind toward what I forsake
I praise the highs, ignore the ache
Pray life gives me more than death will take
But take what - isn't life a gift?
And a greater gift is yet to come
I don't think I'll really want my new creation body
Till I put myself in a wheelchair
I doubt I'll appreciate what Christ bought for me
Before my mirror shows me gray hair
What if that day comes
And we don't look 21
instead, we've all got silver and white
Upon our heads?
And those who died at a young age
Will wear the badge of decades,
And not a soul feels older
‘Cause futility is over
I don't think I'll really want my new creation body
Till I see what it took to get us there
I doubt I'll appreciate what Christ bought for me
Before I'm wearing, like a badge, my gray hair
I'm wearing, like a crown, my gray hair
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Lover
What I am or what I'm after?
Say no word, expecting laughter
Satisfaction with the actor
My inspiration needs to cull
From sources that will drag and pull
The power from another's soul
So I can drink away
My happiness is bottled up
From people who might interrupt
Me on my sixth or seventh cup
So I can sink and stay
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give love
Brother
Whom I kill or whom I cover?
Get my fill, go find another
Run when you don’t stoke my wonder
Are you a shield or are you a soul?
Take what I need, fulfilling your role
You give me warmth, yet I leave you cold
You kept me young until you got old
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give love
Using, using, finding what’s after love
Losing, losing, finding what’s after love
Could there still be time
To start everything over
You trust me with your life
But the end is getting closer
I never wanted love
Just wanted you to love me
Now I have everything I wanted
But nothing that you need
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give love
Love is not to be loved
To take and take but not give love
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12. |
Time
03:34
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Do we really think our time will come?
What am I gonna say when mine’s all gone?
Days turn into years and years into blurs,
And I am not sure which one is worse:
To not get the time in the first place
Or to let it all just go to waste.
Do we really think our time will come?
Where does it go and where’s it from?
Have you ever had a passing thought
Unrelated to getting what you want?
Does it all come down to sex and greed,
Do we have a more primal human creed?
When are we finally going to learn,
Meaning’s not found in what we earn.
Am I gonna get it through my head --
There’s emptiness in every bed.
If a bold-faced lie can be my truth
Then I’ve drunk from the fountain of youth
If you ever see me acting tired,
It’s just an act -- I won’t expire
I’ll outlast the skies and seas,
Make myself king where’er I please
Will I have fewer problems if I never die?
I will never understand this thing called time.
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It takes time
And I’m not sure if I’m willing to spare
It takes time
And it’s a struggle whether I really care
It takes more
Than I have to give
It takes love
And I’m not sure if I know how to share
It takes love
And I’ve really got none when you strip me bare
It takes more
Than I have to give
It’s gotta come from someone else
I don’t got what it takes
I don’t got what it takes
I must rely on you
So it’s a good thing you overflow
With love and joy
Peace and patience
Kindness, goodness, gentleness
With love and joy
Peace and patience
Self-control and faithfulness
It takes more
Than I have to give
It takes you
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You who strengthen me
Christ be my strength
I was just a skeleton
Let me be your frame
Wrap around these dry bones
Give them life
Be these muscles, pump this blood
Keep my hands in the dirt
But my heart out of the mud
Leave me cold in the night if you must
‘Cause you don’t need the sun for your light to shine
You created me
Christ be my breath
I was just a skeleton
Meet me in your death
Wrap around these dry bones
Give them life
I want to be your blood and flesh ambassador
Let me be your blood and flesh ambassador
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I thought I always knew what my best friends would like
They had to fit my checklist just right
But God had bigger plans for me (God had bigger plans)
Same hope, same style, same morals and same taste in music
I had no compromise to see
That God had bigger plans
But you came along, my opposite
You came along, my opposite
I checked and re-checked my list but I could find no matches
Your childish ways took me by surprise
And I didn’t know how but
We got along, my opposite
We got along, my opposite
Soon your smile became so bright, soon we stayed up every night talking
And your words, oh, how they’d sting, but your kindness relieved all the pain
I thought I always knew what my best friends would look like
But I would never learn anything about this world if all my friends looked just like me
And with you, I know I’m not strong, my opposite
But you help me be strong, my opposite
I knew with all my might, I could see with all my sight
That, more than just friendship or love, we’ve got that special trust
To say what we think is wrong, say what we know is right
I won’t give up on you, this is the fight of all fights
So dear friend, do beware, that I am gonna care
For everything you do, and love you even when I don’t approve
And I will throw away that checklist everyday
To throw away more time with you
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I wouldn't bet my savings on a roll of the dice
I wouldn't build a house on top of a sheet of ice
So why do I try to get settled in the unsettled?
Every room, a shelf of books that I'll never read
Every closet, lined with clothes I don't even need
I'm just trying to get settled in the unsettled
Why do I do it
When I always knew it would fail me?
I'm ready to propose before we go on a date
I swear that I'll be fired after my first mistake
Oh, why do I try to get settled in the unsettled?
I dream up conversations that'll never take place
Get lost reliving memories that I cannot erase
Always trying to get settled in the unsettled
Why do I do it
When I always knew it would fail me?
Why do I do it
When I always knew it would fail me?
I can't use science to pretend that all can be known
Or heap up all my stuff, sit down, and call it a throne
So why do I try to get settled in the unsettled?
Why do we try to get settled in the unsettled?
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We give thanks to you, God
For your name is near
We give thanks to you, God
Your great deeds are here
You choose the right time,
And you judge uprightly,
When the earth and its peoples quake
You will hold us firm
We will boast no more
The proud won't lift their horns
No one from the west
Nor the desert lands will exalt a man
You choose the right time,
And you judge uprightly,
In your hand is a cup of wine
That you pour out on the earth
As for me, I will declare this forever
As for me, I will sing praise to the God of Jacob
As for me, I will declare this forever
As for me, I will sing praise to the God of Jacob
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Lord, you have been our dwelling place
Throughout all generations
Before the mountains, you were there
You brought the seas forth from the sky
You'll turn everything back to dust
You sweep us up like the grass
Though in the morning we spring up new
By evening we are dry and withered
We are consumed by your anger,
We are terrified by you
You know our secrets
And our years, they just fly by
For a thousand years in your sight
Are like a day that just gone by
For a thousand years in your sight
Are like a watch in the night
May the favor of the Lord rest upon us
Establish the work of our hands
May the favor of the Lord rest upon us
Establish the work of our hands
Who knows the power of your anger?
Your wrath is as great as the fear
That is due you, teach us to number our days
That we may gain your heart
Relent, oh Lord, how long will it be?
Have compassion on us!
Satisfy us in the morning
With you unfailing love, that we may sing
We are consumed by your anger,
We are terrified by you
You know our secrets
And our years, they just fly by
We are consumed by your glory
As we set our sins before you
You know our secrets
And our years end like a sigh
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One Day (2017 Demo)
04:05
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All this work for just one day
Tomorrow should worry for itself, but I’m worrying
All these words, and who’s to say
Will I get it done if not today, so I’m hurrying (so I’m hurrying)
All these toys, no time to play
I’ve grown up beyond childish plights, so I’m burying
All these needs, no time to pray
I’ll finish my work if I fight, and I’m carrying
The week on my shoulders, the month on my back
The year by my ankles, convinced of my lack
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble -- no kidding, man
But what can I do by the work of my own hands (my own hands)
All this work for just one day
Tomorrow should worry for itself, but I’m worrying
All these words, but whose to say
Will I get it done if not today, so I’m hurrying (so I’m hurrying)
All this time to dig my grave
I do it because it’s my right, so I’m buried in
All these debts, to earn my stay
The load I’ve been offered is light, still I’m carrying
The week on my shoulders, the month on my back
The year by my ankles, convinced of my lack
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble -- no kidding, man
But what can I do by the work of my own hands (my own hands)
Work can be such a toil
It’ll be my unraveling
Keep my hands in the soil
It’ll be like time-traveling
To see a world without all the distractions of foresight
We’ll work till the sunset and sleep under starlight
One day
One day
So I’m carrying one day
So I’m carrying one day
No more carrying…
The week on my shoulders, the month on my back
The year by my ankles, convinced of my lack
Sufficient for the day is its own trouble -- no kidding, man
But what can I do by the work of my own hands (my own hands)
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There's work to do and money to earn and people to see
The balancing act is a 24-hour forgery
Seven days cannot contain just how weak I feel
Sundays fill, then Mondays kill and there's no time to heal
But I think a small perspective shift
Can ease our stay on the way to the grave
Maybe these heavy loads we lift
Bring peace to the day-by-day
It takes different kinds of glory
To tell the whole story,
The special and repetitive,
The debts we earn, rewards we give,
Don't die for your wages just to live
There's work to do and joy to be shared and people to see
The balancing act is a labor of love in delivery
Necessary evils can be necessary goods
When we steal back our privilege from the mandated "should"s
Don't you think this small perspective shift
Has made your load lighter to lift?
The road ahead might look the same
But we'll take it day by day
It takes different kinds of glory
To tell the whole story,
The special and repetitive,
The debts we earn, rewards we give,
Don't die for your wages just to live
It could all drive you insane
Till you see it's gloriously mundane
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Chase Tremaine Nashville, Tennessee
One-man-band emo rocker with a post-hardcore sense of instrumentation and an old-fashioned pop sense for melody and harmony. Originally from Dallas, based in Nashville.
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Shelterheart
by Benjamin Daniel
One of the best underground albums of 2021 and possibly my favorite lyrical album of the past few years. Highly recommended.
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All The Nothing I Know
by Nick Webber
A jaw-dropping exploration of depression and doubt. One of my favorite releases of 2023.
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海底より愛をこめて Kaitei
by cinema staff
My favorite album of the decade thus far. A-class Japanese rock.
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