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New Way To Be Human (03/23/1999)
03/23/1999
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Everyday it's the same thing
Another trend has begun
Hey kids, this might be the one

It's a race to be noticed
And it's leaving us numb
Hey kids, we can't be the ones

With all of our fashions
We're still incomplete
The God of redemption
Could break our routine

There's a new way to be human
It's nothing we've ever been
There's a new way to be human
New way to be human

And where is our inspiration?
When all the heroes have gone
Hey kids, could we be the ones?

'Cause nobody's famous
And nobody's fine
We all need forgiveness
We're longing inside

There's a new way to be human
It's nothing we've ever been
There's a new way to be human
It's spreading under my skin
There's a new way to be human
Where divinity blends
With a new way to be human
New way to be human

You're throwing your love across
My impossible space
You've created me
Take me out of me into

A new way to be human
To a new way to be human
You're a new way to be human
Where my humanity bends
To a new way to be human
Redemption begins
You're a new way to be human
You're a new way to be human
You're the only way to be human

. . .



He's washing his face to start his day
He's lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Nothing in the mirror ever shows him what's within

Now he's checking out the faces
On the back of the milk
He's sour under all this pressure
He thinks the missing person looks an awful lot like him

And he starts his engine
But he knows that he's missing gears

Chorus: Incomplete
Where will you find yourself?
Incomplete
Where will you find yourself?
(2nd: Where will you lose yourself?)
'Cause you're the missing person now
Step outside your doubt
And let yourself be found

He's sick of the race just to save face
He's tied and tried, he's sick and tired
Tired of the holes that are making him incomplete

He'll push the pedal to the floor
Like the day before
He's trying to be always trying
Try to find an end to justify his means


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Come back and haunt me
Follow me home
Give me a motive
Swallow me whole

They say I've lost it
What could I know
When I'm but a mockery
I'm so alone

Sooner or later you'll find out
There's a hole in the wall

Today is ours
Condemned to be free
Free to keep breathing
Free to believe

I look to find You
Down on my knees
Oh God, I believe!
Please help me believe

Sooner or later they'll find out
There's a hole in the wall
Sooner or later you'll find out
That you'll dream to be that small

I'm a believer, help me believe

I gave it all away and I lost who I am
I threw it all away
With everything to gain
And I'm taking the leap
With dreams of shrinking

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Mike was right
When he said I'd put up a fight to be someone
A fight to be me
But see now, I'm down
Under the pavement
Of Capitol Hills and Lowercase People.
As time rolls by my dreams I've become
That which is attainable
Not what I'm looking for.

Chorus:
I've got the Company Car
I'm the one swinging at two-below par
Yeah, I've become one with the ones that I've never believed in
But I've got the Company Car

Hey, I'm the king
Of things I've always despised
I'm the ginger-bread man who got eaten alive.
I'm half-baked
I'm fake
But see I got hotels on Park Place and Boardwalk
And 200 bucks
I pass Go, but oh,
Life's takin' it's toll
Have I won Monopoly to forfeit my soul?

But see,

Chorus

And all the king's horses
At the foot of the wall
They're taking pictures
Of the man who's lost all of his
Masks of pretention
He's got two faces left.
-His is the one that he hides on the left
Behind that smile..

Hiding tears and fear
That burns like an engine
Drives him away from the ones that he loves

Mike was right,
Hey Mike!
We're one and the same
We're the faceless combatants
In the loneliest game
But say, I'll wave, As I'm driving by
With that smirk in my eye
Yelling "Hey, I'm something man,
Check me out!"

Chorus

Yeah, check me out

. . .



I wish I had what I need
To be on my own
'Cause I feel so defeated
And I'm feeling alone

And it all seems so helpless
And I have no plans
I'm a plane in the sunset
With nowhere to land

And all I see
It could never make me happy And all my sand castles
Spend their time collapsing

Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me
Let that be enough

It's my birthday tomorrow
No one here could now
I was born this Thursday 
22 years ago

And I feel stuck 
Watching history repeating
Yeah, who am I?
Just a kid who knows he's needy

Let me know that You hear me
Let me know Your touch
Let me know that You love me

. . .



Augustine
Just woke up with a broken heart
All this time
He's never been awake before

At thirty-one
His whole world is a question mark
All this time
He's never been awake before

Watching dreams the he once had
Feed the flames inside his head
In a quiet desperation of the emptiness
he says

"There's gotta be something more
Than what I'm living for
I'm crying out to You"

Augustine
All his fears keep falling out
All this time
he's never been awake before

Finding now
His old dreams aren't panning out
All this time
He's never been awake before

But he's mad to be alive 
And he's dying to be met
In a quiet desperation of the emptiness
he says...

"Hey I give it all away
Nothing I was holding back remains
Hey, I give it all away

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There's a song that's inside of my soul
It's the one that I've tried to write
over and over again
I'm awake and in the infinite cold
But You sing to me over and over and
over again

So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
And pray to be only Yours
I pray to be only Yours
I know now You're my only hope

Sing to me of the song of the stars
Of Your galaxy dancing and laughing
and laughing again
When it feels like my dreams are so far
Sing to me of the plans that You have
for me over again

I give You my apathy
I'm giving You all of me
I want Your symphony
Singing in all that I am

. . .



Amy's gone
And time rolls on
How far? How fast? How long?

The last time we saw Amy
She was headed off for the shore
Fighting off the volatile gray skies

She said now begins forever
And that no one knows their time
We bid farewell not knowing
That might be out last goodbye

Amy was a fighter
She cut like Casius Clay
She burned like a fire
Despite these rains

Where time was a question
She only knew one song
She's singing, "How far, how fast,
how long?"

Salvation is a fire
In the midnight of the soul
It lights up like a can of gasoline

Yeah, she's a freedom fighter
She's a stand up kind of girl
She's out to start a fire
In a bar code plastic world

When everything stops moving
And I stop to catch my breath
And ride my train of thought
All the way round

My thoughts return to Amy
And the fire she's begun
She came when we were freezing

. . .



Monday found me on my knees again
Breathing You in
To blur the lines that mark where I begin
And where You end
No use in trying to pretend
Come take me again
'Cause rumor has it I'm not who I've been
Come define me

What can we do
If the rumors are true?

I turn everything over
I turn myself in
I turn everything over
I turn myself in
There's nothing left for me to defend
I turn everything over
I turn myself in, yeah

The evidence convicts the hollow men
After looking inside
To my dismay I find I'm just one of them
'Cause I'm an already but not yet
resurrected fallen man
Come break this limbo
And I know You know just who I've been
Come define me

Rumor has it You love me
Rumor has it the world spins upside down
Rumor has my only hope is You
And the rumors are true

. . .



Under the floor 
Between me and the door
There's a presence I cannot deny

It's under the car
Between me and the stars
I see glory filling up the sky

And I'm certain that He hears me
He listens even as I sing my song
I'm emphatic that He's near me
And I can see His touch in everything here

Deep is the soul
Is the space I control 
Is the one thing I can call as mine

Deeper the cold
When He's far from soul

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