he s more tough like handcuffs and three finger rings gets deeper than words and spine tinglings still i m mingling the questions abound but i ll speak on my progression and speak on it loud what i ve found i continue to find see the wisdom of the father is belittling mine i m no siah not a know it all chump and no pariah still i feel his voice so calm like a violin when i put pen to pad when i wrestle with the scriptures and unpack the facts i de mask i m a gown man living a grown man living in a grown mans prison but the old man isn t about to rise up that s about as farfetched as a snow man living i wised up and the questions remain but i found mad peace and i m blessed just the same so often i think i take a look at my surroundings i m so astounded i look at the moon and i howl like a wolf on the prowl that s looking up at the heavens can t help think of how he made it in seven it feels like i m on an island because in the wilderness i feel alive if he could feed the birds i m sure he ll provide me with clementine s you see my every need is giving through the pain of jesus he painted the sky s ceiling better than leonardo d did creatively he s a genius he flows in my veins like intravenous so yeah i be this image made in the liking of him i feel like a viking i m in a war and my titan is sin crashed in many days past while my waves were smashing i almost capsized trying to be my own captain now i live a life of abandonment and everything that i imagined is i got so many questions without answers it s like a black hole swallowed me whole it s like a cancer how can i advance ya make you understand the man who made david the sheppard turn into a dancer no i can t explain it the way my brain is making me feel like this walk should be painless and time after time i forget to recognize who i am and who i was are both fighting to stay alive to flesh i must die confess at least i try i walked in your shoes and no we ain t the same size but in him we re both alive him meaning christ but i m just keeping it honest when i say i question life meaning or my purpose i m called to know i m worth it hurting and want to see more beyond the churches the streets the final curtain bow to his service in his eyes i m a prize so i give him all my worship