Caedmon's Call Album

.:: There You Go ::.

Is this the strange feeling
Of you working all to good
'Cause I am so confused
I don't even ask for what I should

When I asked for and deserved a stone
You broke and gave your body as bread
And even the stone that dropped down and rolled away
Spoke of the one who bled

There you go working good from my bad
There you go making robes from my rags
There you go melting crowns from my calves
There you go working good of all I have
Till all I have's not that bad

When I asked for and deserved a serpent
You gave a net full of fish
And even the serpent that told the lie
When lifted high foretold the gift

For you so loved the unlovable
That you gave the ineffable
That who so believes the unbelievable
Will gain the unattainable

.:: Thankful ::.

You know I ran across
An old box of letters
When I was bagging up some clothes for goodwill

But you know I had to laugh
At the same old struggles
That plagued me then are plaguing me still

'Cause I know the road is long
From the ground to glory
But a boy can hope he's getting some place

But you see I'm running from
The very clothes I'm wearing
And dressed like this I'm fit for the chase

You know there is none righteous
Not one who understands
There is none who seeks God no not one
No not one

So I am thankful that I'm incapable of doing any good on my own yeah
Said I'm so thankful that I'm incapable of doing any good on my own yeah

'Cause we're all still-born
Dead in our transgressions
Shackled up to the sin we hold so dear

What part can I play
In the work of redemption
'Cause I can't refuse and I cannot add a thing

'Cause I am just like Lazarus
And I can hear your voice
And I stand and rub my eyes and walk to you
Because I have no choice

'Cause it's by grace I have been saved
And through faith it's not my own
It is a gift of God and not by works
Lest anyone should boast

.:: Shifting Sand ::.

Sometimes I believe all the lies
So I can do the things I should despise
And everyday I am swayed
By whatever is on my mind

I hear it all depends on my faith
So I'm feeling precarious
The only problem I have with these mysteries
Is they're so mysterious

And like a consumer I've been thinking
If I could just get a bit more
More than my fifteen minutes of faith
Then I'd be secure

My faith is like shifting sand
Changed by every wave
My faith is like shifting sand
So I stand on grace

I've begged you for some proof
For my Thomas eyes to see
A slithering staff, a leprous hand
And lions resting lazily

A glimpse of your back-side glory
And this soaked altar going ablaze
But you know I've seen so much
And I explained it away

Waters rose as my doubts reigned
My sand-castle faith it slipped away
Found myself standing on your grace
It'd been there all the time

.:: Faith My Eyes ::.

As I survey the ground for ants
Looking for a place to sit and read
I'm reminded of the streets of my hometown
How they're much like this concrete that's warm beneath my feet

And how I'm all wrapped up in my mother's face
With a touch of my father just up around the eyes
And the sound of my brother's laugh
But more wrapped up in what binds our ever distant lives

But if I must go
Things I trust will be better off without me
But I don't want to know
Life is better off a mystery

So keep'em coming these lines on the road
And keep me responsible be it a light or heavy load
And keep me guessing with these blessings in disguise
And I'll walk with grace my feet and faith my eyes

Hometown weather is on TV
I imagine the lives of the people living there
And I'm curious if they imagine me
Cause they just wanna leave; I wish that I could stay

And to visit places from my past
But only for an hour or so
Which is long enough to smell the air
To tell the tale and find the door

But I get turned around
I mistake some happiness for blessing
But I'm blessed as the poor
Still I judge success by how I'm dressing

So I'll sing a song of my hometown
I'll breathe the air and walk the streets
Maybe find a place to sit and read
And the ants are welcome company

And I'll walk with grace my feet and faith my eyes.
And I'll walk with grace my feet and faith my eyes.

.:: Where I Began ::.

The grass looked greener on the other side
So I tried to, snatch myself from your hand
Caught a boat to anywhere but Nineveh
And, well, you know, I got spit back on dry land.

Give me purity and give me continence
But oh no, not yet
Like a coin hiding in the corner
Trying not to be swept
I was trying not to be swept.

Kicking against these goads
Sure did cut up my feet
And didn't your hands get bloody
As you washed them clean.

Here I am again, back where I began
Try as I may I can't get away from you
And all these roads that lead me to roam,
Bring me back home.
Here I am again, back where I began.

So you have yourself your ninety nine
Isn't that enough for you
Still you followed me to the shadowed valley
Carried me on your shoulders too.

I've done the work of Sisyphus
Thinking that I could get over this hill
But the one thing I can't get over now...(is the)
Is the force of your will.

Danny and I spent another late night over pancakes
We talked about soccer and how every man's just the same
And made speculation on the 'who's and the 'when's of our futures
And how everyone's lonely but still we just couldn't complain

And how we just hate being alone
Could I have missed my only chance
And now I'm just wasting my time
Looking around

But you know I know better I'm not gonna worry 'bout nothing
'Cause if the birds and the flowers survive then I'll make it okay
If given a chance and a rock see which one breaks a window
And see which one keeps me up all night and into the day

Because I'm so scared of being alone
That I forgot what house I live in
But it's not my job to wait by the phone
For her to call

Well this day's been crazy but everything's happened on schedule
From the rain and the cold to the drink that I spilled on my shirt
'Cause You knew how You'd save me before I fell dead in the garden
And You knew this day long before You made me out of dirt

And You know the plan You have for me
And You can't plan the ends and not plan the means
And so I suppose I just need some peace
To get me to sleep

Oh, my soul, sometimes we don't know what to do
We work so hard being tough on our own
But now it's me and you
Let's get up sad bones
'Cause we are fall on hard times
But you don't have to stand up all alone
Just put your hand in mine

Climb on a back that's strong
Yeah, you can get what you want
Climb on a back that's strong

If you could save me a place in heaven
With a clean well-lighted room
I'd muscle up to Armageddon
And wave to you darling, be home soon
If you could show me the story of love
I would write it again and again
And then you could be the woman you need
If you would just let me be the man that I am

Oh, I don't know
Sometimes we try to hard to see
But we've got one down and one more to go
That's when you say to me

.:: Petrified Heart ::.

This old heart's been left
Out on my sleeve
and I have paid as it's been rent
into peices

Seems everyone I've loved has
Taken a bit of my insides
I'm scattered as the woman whose body
Was torn for the twelve tribes

When did my heart get so petrified
when did it get so hard to feel
when did my heart get so afraid to love
when did it get so hard

And the easy-living Gnostic proud
Use their knowledge
Like a wrecking ball to tear me down
FFlooding me with their fallacies
I can't walk on this water
I'm starting to drown

Strike this rock with your rod
I'll take the blows
Till your living water begins to flow
as it flowed from the man of sorrow's sides
on that day when his body
was torn for the twelve tribes

.:: Somewhere North ::.

It's a muggy night in Houston
And all the intersections are like full serve stations
I'm on my way to a familiar place
It's cold in Kansas city
And you can no more hear me that I can see your face
How I wish it was just you and me

We wouldn't have to talk about the crowd
We wouldn't have to talk so loud

I give you my life and all I am
But what have it to give
So I hand you a candid photograph of this little boy
'Cause I've nothing to my name
But I can give you that

I don't miss the driving
Seems like forever
And I'm always driving in my mind
And wearing out the road that gets me there

And I'm driving till my eyes just can't see straight
But I suppose that it's getting late

I may never find the sleep
I've lost all feeling in my hands and
Feet may touch the ground but
My mind's somewhere north of here

.:: Daring Daylight Escape ::.

I've got my mind made up
I've got to love you or leave you fast
Cause I've been thinking clear
And I don't know how long it'll last

Just like Uri Geller I'm bound to twist the facts around
I've got to get them straight before my baby up and leaves town

Cause I can't walk on water
And if I chase you I might drown
And I'm already up to my neck

If I may pose a question it'll only take a second
Cause I know that it's getting late.
And depending on your answer I might have to pack
And make a daring daylight escape
Because it's either high time to make you mine
Or swear it's time to get outta town
So please say yes quick cause the sun's going down

London's nice but it's the last place you wanna go
But there's no crime and you can catch a broadway show
Cause it's just so far and it's bound to get a hold on you
And I've got front page headlines pulled right outta yesterday's news

You can read all about it
About boy meets girl and then
screws the whole thing up
Just like always

It's no crime to love you
And my heart's still doing time
It's acting on it's best behaviour

.:: 40 Acres ::.

Out on these Texas plains you can see for a million lives
And there's a thousand exits between here and the state line
About the last time that I saw you
You said call me Pandora, call me a fool

And I'm thinking this view it could do you some good
So drop these scales and take a look

There's 40 acres and redemption to be found
Just along down the way
There is a place where no plow blade has turned the ground
And you will turn it over, 'cause out here hope remains
'Cause out here hope remains...

Out here the Texas sky is as big as the sea
And you're alone in your room like an island floating free
Your spirit's hanging in a bottle out on a tree
You say that you're the black sheep, I say you're still family

So throw that bottle to the waves
They'll bring you in to me and from the shore you will see

Out here the Texas rain is the hardest I've ever seen
It'll wash your house away, but it'll also make you clean
Now these rocks they are crying too
And this whole land is calling out for you