Displacement
There is so much distance
Why can't I listen?
I know You're whisp'rin'
I feel no assistance
Where has that bond gone?
I can't hear You
I see what You've worked on
But is my faith true?
Why is it that I feel closest to You
When I'm in addiction and my soul consumed
By sinful desires that oppose the truth?
Why is it that in the deepest of pain
To my own heart I commit my brain
I don't turn to You, rather take up a lie
And settle back down on my volatile pride
Like spouses separated
By cooling love-coals
This hell that I've created
Keeps my heart cold
Relationships go stagnant
When contact subsides
My clothes have turned to rags and
I don't know what's right
Why is it that I feel closest to You
When I'm in addiction and my soul consumed
By sinful desires that oppose the truth?
Why is it that in the deepest of pain
To my own heart I commit my brain
I don't turn to You, rather take up a lie
And settle back down on my volatile pride
A house divided cannot stand
And numbness brandishes its fan
It blows apart two lovers' hearts
And rubble follows its embark
I know it can't be You who's wrong
But I no longer hear Your song
Teach me to reach and take Your hand
When apathy my soul commands
Why is it that I feel closest to You
When I'm in addiction and my soul consumed
By sinful desires that oppose the truth?
Why is it that in the deepest of pain
To my own heart I commit my brain
I don't turn to You, rather take up a lie
And settle back down on my volatile pride
Why can't I listen?
I know You're whisp'rin'
I feel no assistance
Where has that bond gone?
I can't hear You
I see what You've worked on
But is my faith true?
Why is it that I feel closest to You
When I'm in addiction and my soul consumed
By sinful desires that oppose the truth?
Why is it that in the deepest of pain
To my own heart I commit my brain
I don't turn to You, rather take up a lie
And settle back down on my volatile pride
Like spouses separated
By cooling love-coals
This hell that I've created
Keeps my heart cold
Relationships go stagnant
When contact subsides
My clothes have turned to rags and
I don't know what's right
Why is it that I feel closest to You
When I'm in addiction and my soul consumed
By sinful desires that oppose the truth?
Why is it that in the deepest of pain
To my own heart I commit my brain
I don't turn to You, rather take up a lie
And settle back down on my volatile pride
A house divided cannot stand
And numbness brandishes its fan
It blows apart two lovers' hearts
And rubble follows its embark
I know it can't be You who's wrong
But I no longer hear Your song
Teach me to reach and take Your hand
When apathy my soul commands
Why is it that I feel closest to You
When I'm in addiction and my soul consumed
By sinful desires that oppose the truth?
Why is it that in the deepest of pain
To my own heart I commit my brain
I don't turn to You, rather take up a lie
And settle back down on my volatile pride
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Writer(s): Caleb Chakmakjian
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