I've got to climb to the top Never stop til I reach it Til I feel that I'm good and that I'm in control Of life and my thought When I'm not I still preach it Cause they're all gonna see if I start to fall or lose control I'm losing control of this
I've been balancing on suspended pianos And trying to appear composed It makes the loudest noise when they begin to crash With eyes on me I force a laugh You come to me and set me free
Cross my arms across my chest This is not a gift I can accept But I appreciate the sentiment I worked too hard for righteousness To just lay down while You hand me this And put my faith in something You call grace From You
I've been lost inside a cave without a lantern At every sound I start to run Feel my way around the dark without a pattern If I would wait You'd come To rescue me and show the way
Cross my arms across my chest This is not a gift I can accept But I appreciate the sentiment I worked too hard for righteousness To just lay down while You hand me this And put my faith in something You call grace From You
Son, you're trying to earn What is far beyond you Son, you're trying to earn What is freely given
Every time that you try to just reduce This to a give and take You spit in my face And tell Me that this blood was shed in vain