Friday, August 22, 2008

Freedom

Josh Garrels.
This kid's got talent.....



freedom

mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm, yeah-ah-ey-ey
professional or beginner, doesn’t matter
every sinner is a prisoner
in a body that is subject to time now
my entwined mind tries to form a straight line
not like twisted scoliosis of the spinal cord
construct, cross-eyed carpenters are cuttin’ crooked lines can’t construct man-made shrines when
the winds and the water move the sands of time
many minds on a deadline yet live life like a livewire
I’m not tired of blood and fire
the Spirit’s movin’ higher
than the green grass ever lifted me
the Spirit’s movin’ higher
than anything else ever lifted you
see, we got spirituality
it’s livin’ in us like one in three
injustice is concerning me in a nonlinear eternity
I’m speaking paradoxically
but you can nod your head when you understand me
this is for my free men
whose backs won’t bend in the lion’s den
with their eyes on the end and
this is for my free women
they fight with their love, the bearers of our children
( x 2 )

we shine like lights
exposing what lies underneath decomposing
unearthed old chains that are rusted
oh sweet Lord, is that what I trusted in?
that sin, that tom-foolery?
what it is is mental jewelry
that I adorned myself with
the enemy’s gifts, the man-made myths, the ignorant bliss of marijuana splifs and alcoholic fifths, and I got so sick and tired of it
delivered and redeemed, by Christ I mean
time to start livin’ and get a reason for the rhyme
I don’t wanna be dead wrong on the deadline
standing on the dark side and all out of time
like a blind pantamimes fantasized
climb up his own ladder to the sunshine
nothing’s mine that has been given
and no one’s alive now that ain’t been risen
for 19 years I was trapped in a prison
feenin’ my escape by means of derision
but every man-made attempt failed just when
trapped in the jail of my own guilt, shame and iniquity
I was looking for freedom...how'd I find freedom?

He said believe.
He said believe
who are you telling me to believe?
He said, "I am the Christ."

He said, "I am the Christ."
So I believe.
Freedom.
mmm-hmmm,
mmm-hmmm,
mm-hmm, yeah-ahh-eey

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