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Wish It Were True E​.​P

by Neuma

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1.
Verse One I see the sun as it rises, But it also let's me see the earth, I'm on a search for that key, To take us out this misery, In our surroundings, People frowning, Drowning in an empty life, No grounding for that sense within, Justice for sin, In a land where the sinners win, The good man flounders, Pays to be a scoundrel, How did we fall so far? Somehow I know it isn't right, Like we're gonna find a sanctuary hidden out of sight, If it's not my fellow goons, It's hurricanes and earthquakes, tornadoes and typhoons, It's like the whole earth's cursed, Some people take the cowards way, Their sickness make the hearse nurse, Some people put the purse first, Looking for meaning, glory, fame, But their story stays anonymous, they never signed their name, Ink stains on the pages, Ingrained with their rages, Working for the weekend, But slaves to their wages, Wish I could be courageous, and change this whole earth's scene, I'll come clean, I know the man I should've been, That persons just a lost dream, Man I wish it could be different, Wish I could makes difference, Wish I could still feel the way I felt as an infant, I want the brokenness undone, I the want the colour to come back, the light of the sun, I want the tears turned to smiles, Justice for the child, Love for the woman and dignity for the defiled, But where we can turn? We spend our lives designing bridges, Just to sit and watch them burn, I guess we gotta do our best, Do our work and hope for heaven, Where we'll truly find our rest, But if heaven is where the saints go, Where the creator walks among them, I don't know if I'd be safe though, I couldn't look him in the eye, Pretending I deserved it, knowing who I am inside, I'd know I couldn't climb, I know because I tried, But what if he climbed instead? Threw a rope from the top and pulled me up to the edge, I know the man who did, That's I make you wish it were true, So I can show you that it is. Verse Two I've stumbled though the pathways, And halfway I met a young man told me follow what my heart says, I raised the bottle to dregs and partied till my head was spinning, Couldn't feel my legs , But then the music faded, the floor got swept, Carried on my journey while the other people slept, I met a strong man, he told me listen, "This life is all you're gonna get, so take whatever glistens." I made my mission about my acquisitions Took what I deserved, Made my way by my decisions Eventually my strength achieved its goal I'd gained the whole earth, but still couldn't find my soul, So I packed my bags and peaced, Met the spirit of a sage whose body was deceased, Told me follow ancient wisdom, match my actions with the universe And I'll escape the system, So I gave it all I had, But no matter what good I did the world was still bad, In fact the problem was me, I saw that even my good deeds were stained jealousy, That every time it got hard I cried out for clemency, And I couldn't turn inside for help, I was the problem, I needed someone beyond myself, So my journey led me to an impasse, To my left was dejection to my right was death, I held fast, and breathed a prayer with my last breath, Surrendered hope and threw my last chance on whoever listened, Heard a voice reminiscent of joy, The sound of a place I hadn't heard since a boy, It's like the grass bowed beneath his feet, My heart was terrified, yet I couldn't retreat, He locked me in his gaze, With eyes to make the whole world appear as a haze, Led me to a pool and begged me dive, Said to let go of my life if I wished to be alive, "It's all mine to give, Everything you wished were true, Let me show you that it is, I made you wish it were true, Now let me show you that it is.
2.
Verse 1 This rapper's not interested in just spitting bars Rapping about chicks and topless cars, Neither am impressed about the chain on ya chest I've heard it all before, I press pause, In fact I press delete from my iTunes, Blue moon since I heard the last song that made my heart move Show and prove, Dude, when did Hip hop become a cartoon? True, that side was there from day one, Plus peace, love, happiness and having fun, I know, I'm not saying to go back, I'm saying when the party's done, the lights fade to black, Where you at? Is that it? It sounds counterfeit, To be honest I wont stand to hear to the sound of it. I need more, are you poison or cure? Verse 2 My militant rhymes are bellicose, Cause an entire generation is in a state of comatose Note, that the world. The message it promotes, And the death it denotes is killing folks Nothing but lies on the airwaves Devils' scheme is harebrained I'm terrorised in my ears let alone on an airplane, Its not comical Neither is it optimal My weakness is optical And everywhere I'm looking is an obstacle And we ask where the men at? Won't they please rise? Begin to act their age instead of their shoe size, Huh we're headed for demise No surprise at the current affairs When even men in leadership get involved in affairs Integrity in my own life, Walking the walk means I'm husband of one wife that's right! Verse 3 Don't get me wrong I still love H.E.R I'm not that nostalgic, hip hop grandpa They don't make em like the used to They make them different, we adapt and that's something to get used to I'm with it But if it's more than just skills and rhymes, I better say something that is worth your time, Fine, You have the right to express your own view But what does what you say say about you? It's tells me what you value, how you see truth, It tells me what you long for, What you pursue, Does what you seek bring life or just top up the emptiness, When you're lost and alone tell me what good a Bentley is? Keep your mind sharp not blunt To my fellow man please do not front.
3.
Verse One I stand before you a shadow of my intended self, Fallen from the heights I was made to inhabit Delve into my psyche and you'll find what's likely Echoes that have faded slightly Of that garden where true life must be I called it home Now forced to roam, a vagrant Covered in the scent of death, I mask it with cologne, your favourite, Asking where the days went? I pace the pavement and swim through seas of faces Brushing past, but never trying to meet their gazes, Instead I wear a facade, proceed to trod through barren lands Hoping to escape the face of God, hide my shame behind my hands, To face the light, bring my true self to sight, Being exposed to your vision would put even mothers to flight Crave for connection, but upon introspection, I doubt the real me would could ever gain your affection, I keep it hidden, keep my secrets sinning, Crave relationship but making objects out of women, Seems like I'm locked out of my dreams, I'm spinning. Chorus I'm glued up but you still see the cracks, The years were taken, But he's giving them back, All that I am was broken and shattered, He took what I had and told me I mattered. Verse 2 Submerged to death emerged to eternal life, This foetus called out from the water, Second birth from paradise, Beginning knitted in the womb Bread of life consumed Vine shared in the upper room Won't find me in the tomb I was a broken vessel No horror story But still had to wrestle I give him glory I ain't nothing special In fact my heart is rebel Let my guard down its flirting with the devil But he meets in my dreams- it's Bethel I'm nestled in him grip, And he won't let me go no matter if and when I slip, You see its not mine but his onus He lived the life that I should have lived, so salvation's a free bonus, I came to the end of myself, The end of my efforts the end of my strength And instead of giving up I gave it up and now on Jesus' strength I bank, I'm Ranked among the heirs This broken jar of clay repaired An ex-Tare, sorted with the wheat I'm spared. Verse 3 Heartfelt, For all those times I knelt and cried out to Yaweh, So many times I did it my way, Few times I learned the hard way, wish i could say it was a bad upbringing, But truth is I'm the only one to blame for my sinning One day ya check me grinning next minute I'm down spinning Deeper into pride, blinder by the stride, Thank God he never let me hide too long, Conscience was seared and heart was pronged, Holy spirit wronged, grieved, By my actions, stubbornness and greed But he maintained the seed, Brought to my knees and sent his breath to lead, And as I look in retrospective, I get perspective, And realise that God in his mercy Was still protective, Where a situation coulda been dire, From the other side of the fire I see his hand in what transpired The lessons are part of my composition If I only woulda listened, But the good side is that I came away with wisdom.
4.
Verse One Sometimes the road is a steep one, And it's hard when the sleet comes, Try giving me your words when the fire and the heat comes, When the sun that once warmed now burns, And the fields dry ground hits–the shovel won't turn, When the palm of the God I revere, Feels like its crushing and I'm drowned in my fear, I face a choice, it's my decision Will I curse his name or will trust his wisdom? In the heat of the battle I need more than a doctrine, To withstand the quicksand, temptation and mocking, We're not redeemed a system, a path or emotion, Disciples to a master who claims our devotion, Will I deny the one that suffered for me? The one who took the lashes, iron nails in his feet, Who stood up from the throne To condescend for my sake Is there anything I own? What sacrifice can I make? Chorus C'mon! Follow me! Weight the cost before you put your boots on! Verse 2 Not every song has gotta be a parable, But at times I feel a duty, I'm standing with the quiver full, Unequivocal that times are rip, We heading towards the night, Will you walk or will you turn in flight? For a survivor the road demands your every fiber, But there's a joy only known to the insiders, Forsaking all, we follow for the sake of the call, Drop the plow no hesitation or stall, You're a disciple? Better hope for covering, Cause the path is rejection it's marked with suffering, Invitation only, his call is directed, Riding on a pony, a king unexpected, Many a phoney believed the hype, That by praying a prayer he somehow owed you eternal life, But the life is in the Son, And we forget when the prayer is said and done, its the Son that says come! Verse 3 Don't kid yourself, this ain't for the lighthearted, It's not self help or "seven ways to get started", Once departed its a march behind the master, Inner transformation, Not an outer coat of plaster, If its only skin deep, then why should I expect to stand when the rubber hits the concrete? We defeat the very purpose of his mission, If we just turn it into wisdom and forget about submission, We're good at shunning things that appear to be sinful, But when it comes to going out we're not so nimble, There's grace for ones that try and might trip along the way, But for those who play it safe the master calls them a disgrace, Remember Jesus who went beyond the gates and and died on the cross sacrificed for our sakes, The call has been made, his voice is persistent, Is He the universal God or is He more of an assistant?
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Verse One Eternal mysteries made known Judgment and blessings handed out from the same throne In fact they're two sides to the same coin, Its death to the dead but its life to the living And we stand forgiven though we're still living in this prison Of flesh and bone, Born of heaven though Im calling this earth my home, Still prone to attacks and the arrows that pierce my dome, But stone was given a pulse, So now I feel the impulse to see results for his glory, I tell my story even if the world ignore me, Word to the prisoner, The pages bring life to the listener, So I break it down like a vicar to parishioners With a poets' commission attached to the mic, Wash the beat with the water of the word when I write, That's my duty, If the Lord of all pursued me, It's my joy to allow him to speak through me. Chorus You desire truth in the inmost parts, You put eternity inside our hearts, Earth and stars bow at your whim, What is man that you would think of him? You desire truth in the inmost parts, You put eternity inside our hearts So much to say where where do I begin? What is man that you would think of him? Verse Two There's a longing in a man's soul, A spark of life left behind in a dark hole, I grasp for the feeling of life that I know is reality, But between my fingers and it's vapour lies a chasm, We trudge though the twilight of our lifespan, Knowing that in time immemorial we were immeasurably more, Now we don't measure up, Not to society, certainly not to the potential inside of me, Anxiety existential, If all there is is what I see, Life's inconsequential, A by-factor of natural selection All is chaos with the illusion of direction, But what of beauty? What of justice? How could love exist if all there is just is? My consciousness feels like more than a chemical reaction, My inner longing points to the object of its satisfaction. Verse Three The glint of wine as it fills the glass, The security of riches as they're seen amass, The look of a woman in the flower of her youth, The comfort of the rain as you hear it hit your own roof, The status felt with your hands behind the wheel, The air of power as your fingers grip the steel, The sense of the pride from a good education, The superiority of your nation, Conquering the earths highest heights, Or partying and being known for the wildest nights, Success in career or success as a parent, Bravery when defeat seems apparent, All may be virtues and true but they fleet Men have reached their peaks and yet felt incomplete, Alone my throat is dry and my tongue parched Son of man, eternity's inside your heart.

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"Make good men wish it were true; then show them that it is"
Blaise Pascal, Pensées

We seem to go through life never fully satisfied with what this world has to offer. Things, achievements, power, sex–they all leave us wanting more in the end. The closest we get to satisfaction, and the thing which we really want above all else, is in true and loving relationships with other people. Those moments when we feel that connection, that sense of being truly known and yet truly loved, give us a sense of what life should feel like. And yet, even those things eventually come to an end. Again, we are left with the desire for more.

So is this desire just an evolutionary mistake? Is everything that we hope about life and the universe–that there are such things as love, justice, meaning and truth–really just an illusion? Or do those deep desires point us to a reality outside of ourselves, a personality beyond this universe?

Everything within us says that those feelings are not meaningless and that they do have an end. Wouldn't it be strange if we felt thirst in a world with no water? Wouldn't it be strange if I had within me an insatiable desire for relationship, if there were no infinite, all-loving being I was created to relate to?

We wish that it were true. But what if, instead of merely wishing, we actually came into contact with that being? What if he entered our reality and initiated a relationship with us? In this short project, Neuma wrestles with these questions and argues that not only can we wish, but we can know that it is true. We can meet Him. And once we do, our entire view of the world will is transformed.

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released January 25, 2014

All Tracks Written by Ian Martin, 2014

Recorded and Mixed by Ian Martin, 2014

Produced by:
Ian 'Neuma' Martin (Ain't A Man To Be Found, Shattered, Discipleship), Riz Ventura (Wish It Were True)
Skivvy-G (Eternity Inside)

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Neuma is a US-born, UK-based emcee with a passion for thought-provoking, spiritually-conscious hip-hop music.

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