Verse One:
La vida seems sombre, at least melancholic,
Not even hyperbolic when I say my generation's fathered by Panasonic,
Electronic substitutions,
In place of formerly universal institutions,
In the midst of confusion,
The heart longs for your presence
Perhaps unaware but it's searching transcendence,
And Material makes for an inferior foundation
Excuse me but X is missing from this equation
0+0 don't equal civilisation,
Ya theories need room for author of creation,
We need to know our maker in order to find our purpose,
Cause there's much more to man than what's seen on the surface,
More than what the money in our purse can purchase,
Calvary ripped the curtain
Draw near and worship,
Son I carry the flame,
Cause he carried my blame,
It ain't time enough to tarry to I'm
So I'm repping his name.
Chorus:
All our lives are shaded
The whole world is shaded
Creation groans
We long to be emancipated
Brokenness, eyes filled with hopelessness
Hypocrisy, we're desperate for his holiness
All our lives are shaded,
The whole world is shaded,
Creation groans
We long to be emancipated
From this body of sin
From the darkness within
I'm clinging to his cross
And I'm walking with him
Verse Two:
Daily I feel the force,
Of the brokenness of our families
The affects of divorce
We need to shine our lights even if it's like morse code,
Transcode the message to the youth on the streets and the road,
That the son of God strode through our planet,
Now the hearts his abode,
But inside there's a hole,
And left to our devices
We're chained to our vices
Fiends snatch devices
And chop coke up in slices
I'm wondering what's the price
That we're willing to pay
We sell what makes us human, kill if you get in the way
Little hope on the horizon
Few heroes to fix our eyes on
Women sell their corpus
To men with their wives home,
Even the church is marked by hypocrisy
A mockery of how shes meant to function properly
We're but a shadow of what God intended,
But I look forward to the day when it will all be mended.
Verse Three:
I feel the lightness to our life on earth,
A dearth of endurance from our birth to the hearse,
And what im meaning is its value is seeming
When we step into the real this will feel as if dreaming
From film and prose, to poems it shows,
We're searching for the source of beauty from which our art flows
The heart knows, But when all is relative,
we lack the foundation to form metanarrative,
Though in comparative wealth, our purpose has been stolen in a manner of stealth,
Without God's authority all that's left is the self
Look for personal fulfilment, leave the truth on the shelf
We're far too easily pleased,
Like children happy playing in the slum when offered holidays in the sun,
We need gravity,
I'm looking for that higher reality
And Christ is the one who can bridge the disparity
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