Redemption
Do I want to be right or be redeemed?
Will I be brilliant at the cost of being obscene?
There is a life in this world and then the other side
Time and space are curved by sin and might and pride
Do I want to be right or be redeemed?
Through my eyes is the power of punishment
To not look or recognize is the same as looking in judgement
Every action, every thought is alive
Whether slave or free, artist or scribe
We are all here for each other you see
But not to be uniform, but to live in unity
It is a glorious debt I can never repay
It is an unending wet I cannot dry away
It is a joyous heart beating through the din of alone
It is defeat retreating and turning to stone
It's the darkness of night relinquishing power
To the roar of the dawn
It's a thousand spring flowers
Bursting into song
It is the deafening quiet just before the storm
The lion of love without shape without form
It is that place where all that is not music
Is silence
It is redemption
Do I want to be right or be redeemed?
Will I be brilliant at the cost of being obscene?
There is a life in this world and then the other side
Time and space are curved by sin and might and pride
Do I want to be right or be redeemed?
Will I be brilliant at the cost of being obscene?
There is a life in this world and then the other side
Time and space are curved by sin and might and pride
Do I want to be right or be redeemed?
Through my eyes is the power of punishment
To not look or recognize is the same as looking in judgement
Every action, every thought is alive
Whether slave or free, artist or scribe
We are all here for each other you see
But not to be uniform, but to live in unity
It is a glorious debt I can never repay
It is an unending wet I cannot dry away
It is a joyous heart beating through the din of alone
It is defeat retreating and turning to stone
It's the darkness of night relinquishing power
To the roar of the dawn
It's a thousand spring flowers
Bursting into song
It is the deafening quiet just before the storm
The lion of love without shape without form
It is that place where all that is not music
Is silence
It is redemption
Do I want to be right or be redeemed?
Will I be brilliant at the cost of being obscene?
There is a life in this world and then the other side
Time and space are curved by sin and might and pride
Do I want to be right or be redeemed?
Credits
Writer(s): Philip Keaggy, Todd Albertson
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