Bad Blood
Sleeping At Last
You fixed your eyes on us
Your flesh and blood
A sculpture of water
And unsettled dust
When there was bad blood in us
We learned our lesson
Genesis to the last generation
So we wrestle with it all
The concept of grace
And the faithful concrete
As it breaks our fall
Our questions are all the same
Identical words; how they feel brand new against different time frames
Identical words against different time frames
We know it all by heart
The whole is greater
Than the sum of its parts
We’ve heard it all before
In beauty there echoes a speck of our source
In beauty there echoes a speck of our source
Like firewood
Burning bright
In the dead of winter
By only a flicker
We cling to this life
So we huddle over maps
Is it faith or prediction
Will or tradition
Until we collapse?
We argue our bearings
Until we collapse
We study our story arcs
Inherently good
Or were we broken right from the start?
Our hesitant fingerprints
Trace every mountain
Lace every valley
Until we’re convinced
That we know it all by heart
Every blade of grass
Bears our mark
In the name of being brave
Though it’s just another word for being afraid
We know it all by heart
The whole is so much greater
Than the sum of these parts
We’ve heard the truth before
For in beauty there echoes a speck of our source
In beauty there echoes a speck of our source
In beauty there echoes a speck of our source
