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What Sets the Captive Free

by Bridge the Sea

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1.
Opening 04:22
Opening - Oh love, don't hold your head so high. Now is not the time, you don't have the time. 'Cause you've got nowhere to go but down. And you've got your eyes but they're buried underground. Soon you'll have to dig them out. Oh, temptation grows and grows and earnestly fills all these empty holes. But this grace, it can rid you of all you've ever know. This grace it can rid you of all you've ever owned. 'Cause we've all seen things that none of us should ever see. We've all had conversations, arguments, and defeats. And we find it so easy to justify and take this in, and we find reasons to condone the proclamation of our sin. We've all seen things that none of us should ever see. But it's this modern world we live, it's this modern world we live. We ignore the mercy on our hearts because we're technologically forgiven. It's this modern world we live, it’s this modern world we live. We ignore the mercy on our hearts and it's all of our condition. So take me out. Take me. I pray you take me out.
2.
Little one, welcome to this world. Open your eyes and look alive. They're asking blessings for you, Protection from the fire that consumes. It's had its eye on you since you were known. There have been countless before you, and there are many still around trying to hold their chin high with their eyes level to the ground. Because they don't know what you might know. So as you wake up, youth, as you live and grow, keep your eyes on the heavens. It's what you need. Never forget, young, the depth and width of the ocean, and look to the horizon. It'll fill your dreams with glory. Little one, this world is grey. As quickly as you opened your eyes, death is on its way. But we're asking blessings for you in the few minutes you will walk through. Love's had His eye on you since before you were known. So as you wake up, youth, as you live and grow, keep your eyes on the heavens. It's what you need. Never forget, young, the depth and width of the ocean, and look to the horizon. It'll fill your dreams with glory. You've got a long way to go.
3.
Ezekiel 03:36
This gleaming amber box I have holds everything I've ever done. It's a beautiful thing, starting from a spark and igniting a fire. It reminds me of the days when I worked with and for no one else. Now that seems so long ago, 'cause I'm sitting on the throne. I've built my life all by myself. It's seems so perfect. I see everyone that's staring at me like I'm their idol. I meet the gaze of those empty souls. Behind the beauty of my box there are buried secrets. You'll have to dig them out to know. Detestable creatures are crawling around, they cover the walls and surround what I've done. But now I'm sitting pretty and they can't touch me. I've built my life all by myself. It's seems so perfect. I see everyone that's staring at me like I'm their idol. I meet the gaze of those empty souls. My friends stand seventy strong. Look at all we've done. (What we've done). I've built my life all by myself. It's seems so perfect. I see everyone that's staring at me like I'm their idol. I meet the gaze of those empty souls.
4.
Jericho 04:25
I was steadfast, mind like a steel trap. My legs never shook and my heart never bled. I've had the best that this world can give and now I've become sick of it. I was a leader among men. I had no use for being humbled. Now I am... Now I'm consumed with the fear that I'm losing everything as if there's another shadow that's following me. As I walk this Damascus Road with one eye always over my shoulder, I swear I can almost hear someone calling my name in the silence. I was a young gun, I was a champion. My breath was never short. I was never less than confident when crowds rose to their feet and as kings went to their knees. Everyone, they always came to me, but I never needed them. Now I'm consumed with the fear that I'm losing everything as if there's another shadow that's following me. As I walk this Damascus Road with one eye always over my shoulder, I swear there's a resurrection on the horizon telling me I've got to die. And the earth quakes below me as the simple, they stand strong as if they see some solid ground I've been missing all along. And it feels like this world is coming apart awaiting something so great and glorious. These clear waters used to tell me I was beautiful. Now my filth runs so deep that I can't see the bottom. I'm starting to believe that maybe I am less like a god and more like some creature.
5.
Peter 03:28
I am just the son of mud and rib, nothing more with nothing left to give. The dirt of the ground plays even more to nature's role than me. So where else can I go? Where else can I find true peace and security? Truly, there's nothing good left in this world. We are all evil. We've chosen a life of wasted breath. We've gone farther than our hearts ever meant. When did lust become our religion? We've not chosen life, we have chosen death. We are nothing worthy to look at. We must all take our place. Our voice is a worthless clamor unless crying out your praise. What love can we find in each other if we can't yet trust ourselves? Even the most perfect ones easily find their way down to hell. Truly, there's nothing good left in this world. We are all evil. We've chosen a life of wasted breath. We've gone farther than our hearts ever meant. When did lust become our religion? We've not chosen life, we have chosen death. Truly, there's nothing good left in this world. We are all evil. We've chosen a life of wasted breath. We've gone farther than our hearts ever meant. When did lust become our religion? We've not chosen life, we have chosen death.
6.
Roman Canyon 04:00
This body is a shell, weighed down with blood and bone. If it was meant for something great, why didn’t it come better equipped to fight? This world is a weight, an empty shell that returns a void. All my passion and my pleasure turns to ash. Where’s the map?Where’s the compass that leads to the light? If this present darkness is hell, then why do I feel so cold? I can't get this blood off of my hands or this dirt out of my veins.  And all of my friends, they have the best intentions, but they’re walking a tired path, and they’re buried far too deep to pull me out. And though I try my best to make amends, there’s nothing I can do to repay this debt I’ve built. It’s gonna take a miracle to break me from these chains. There’s nothing in this world that measures up to the kind of grace that I need. And I’m crying out, “If you come save me, I’d give up everything.” My blood is dirty, and I can’t get it to come clean.
7.
I saw You approaching my periphery, coming in from my side. But it's so hard to even face You with this plank run through my eye. With my vision downcast, I opened my mouth and I spoke, but those broken words, like stone, fell to the depths below. And tied to my tongue as they were, reflecting my heart as You know, they caught and dragged me down to the pit I once called home. I thought you could save me, I thought You were God. I called You my Father, You replied, “Here I AM, my son.” As I waste here below the floor, where are you to pick me up? Abandoned, I lay so undone. Have I fallen too far for You to reach? Can You no longer hear my voice? Was this life enough for You to leave me in hell's hopeless void? I am homeless, I am hopeless. I thought you could save me, I thought You were God. I called You my Father, You replied, “Here I AM, my son.” As I waste here below the floor, where are you to pick me up? Abandoned, I lay so undone. Oh, I cried for You, with all my heart, until my tears had filled this place. So I sank in my pity, knowing my unworthiness, my disgrace. But as I turned to leave, I found light to Your gaze, and I finally saw the glory of Your Son's bleeding face. “I have always been here. All you've felt, I've felt the same. While you were crying out to reach me, I was whispering your name. Now take My hand, I'll lift you up. Come follow Me. My son, My love, you are forgiven. Know I'll never leave.” The Son of Man hath found me, and death never shall I see. And all of this was brought about by the simplest of seeds.
8.
As these words leave my lips, all that I can do is hope that when they reach your ever open ears, they won't just burn up like poetry and prose. Ladies and gentlemen, presenting my remedy: I'll trust in what goes on behind closed doors. Just press forward. My stability is knocked from under me. Minds can't think if we're not dead, no, minds can't think if we're not... Why do I always try to find my own way? Help will come with time if only I have the peace of mind. You give me peace of mind. I'll trust in what goes on behind closed doors. Just press forward. My stability is knocked from under me. Hearts can't beat if we're not dead, no, hearts can't beat if we're not... I'll trust. Just press forward. My stability is knocked from under me. Minds can't think if we're not dead, no. Hearts can't beat if we're not... Lungs can't breath if we're still breathing. We can't live if we're not... Turn it over.
9.
Keep on holding on. Keep on breathing out. Oh, God, it's getting deep. Into the depths, my knees are weak. I'm drowning in this sea. Love's in this room tonight. I don't want to let you down, I’m going to live my life out loud. Love's in this room tonight. My life is in Your hands, even when it gets so hard to breath. Keep on holding on. Reach out take my hand. On my knees, I'm singing to you my King. Love's in this room tonight. I don't want to let you down, I’m going to live my life out loud. Even when it's so hard to see the light, I'm gonna reach my hand on out to You. I know you won't let me drown tonight.
10.
So many people moving so many meaningless places. Forget what you know of this broken world. Lay your burdens on the shoulders of grace. Forget what you know, give it up, become whole. What are you looking for? Do you even know? A self-righteous anthem of societal peace? A broken bed filled with comfortable sleep? An empty home and a life of defeat? A drug that never satisfies? Can't you see the contradictions? Can’t see the self-inflictions? How blind we all must be. How blind, we all must see. Our lives are more than petty dreams and fake innocence found in defiling means. Our vanity is the mis-expression of the simplest of needs. But time will turn and tell all of us how we have failed. And you hope that you're good enough to make it home? Just listen and you can know, just listen and you can know. We can all hold hope that we will one day make it home. Just listen and you will be shown. Our lives are more than petty dreams and fake innocence found in defiling means. Our vanity is the mis-expression of the simplest of needs.
11.
Eight Years 05:00
Laying in my bed, drifting off to sleep, I hope that I'm going home. Please just take me. Looking back on my life, has it all been wasted? In their eyes, I'm just a mess. I worked, I breathed, I slaved for something bigger than myself. So much pain, but so much joy! I hope that you can see that in me. Laying in my bed, drifting off to sleep, I hope that I'm going home so I can see what you have done with me and all I've done. When it all comes down to it, will I be ready? I fear for my life because I don't have what it takes. But I look at those left around me, this child has more faith than you or me. Can I believe like this child? He's got some sweet innocence that I lost long ago, but it's all coming back and I'm going home. Laying in my bed, drifting off to sleep, I hope that I'm going home so I can see what you have done with me and all I've done. It looks like I'm standing on a ladder, ruler in hand, measuring the clouds. Is that my plan? There's a meaning to it all, everything I've ever done. It might not make much sense to you, but it does to some. Set free that child inside you, don't be scared to let him out. Once you do, you'll understand what you're here for. Laying in my bed, drifting off to sleep, I know that I'm going home tonight. My child, just believe.
12.
Six Days 08:28
I have no name, no place in this world. I lived my day, and I deserve nothing else. Though troubles bear on me, I will not care to them. I'm going home. Lord, please come. It's time that I was gone. Though short these days have been, I've been here long enough. My eyes were hardly open; my lungs could barely breathe. My heart was not yet beating until You showed Yourself to me, and now I am truly living. This death is not transgression. This passing has no pain. The only hindrance now is the sustenance in my veins. Just turn it off. Take me out. I am going home. For so long I have been hurting, the breaking weight of what I am. Human nature brought the cracks; sickness and sin have filled them in. All these trials and tribulations, all failures of giving in, brought plainly to the surface, no longer bound by icy skin. But judgment and moral consequence, payed only in my separation, are forsaken for the purest Love held in promised blessing: Restitution, mitigation, understanding, and, finally, peace. I am going home. I am ready for the end of a life whose hands are wrapped around its neck and to fall into the warmth of Love found in the ascent. No longer will I regard curse or failure as this death, for salvation only comes when life ends and begins again. I am going home. Death will always come, “Be proud and face it standing up.” But our selfish pride first brought death upon us. So I lay my burdens, my life, down in front of Your white door. I am going home.

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This album is meant to portray the deepest feelings that reside in all of us. From beginning to end, it tells our story, the story of you, the story of us, and of everyone else.

We find ourselves optimistic: here, alive, and ready to face the world. Beauty envelops us as we look at the long way ahead of us. We build our lives with little else but passion and heart. But there's always a creeping sense of unfulfillment. We can't help but notice that there's something more out there, something we can't quite get to. When things get tough, when life finally reveals its fangs, we realize that what we have worked for is so far from truly living. Our entire life seems filled, even infected, with corruption, evil, and death. There is no escape. Any vague notion we had of God helping us appears naive and pitiful. But, Jesus doesn't give up that easily. Jesus Christ breaks in to our mess of a life and says “I AM.” This simple, yet impossibly profound declaration only results in our surrender. As we seek to know who Jesus is, we face hardship and screw ups, backsliding and discrimination. But in all of this, He is faithful; He does not fail. We then begin to understand that this life is not about us, it is about Him and Him alone. Knowing Jesus means loving others. It means helping them to experience the sweetness of a relationship with Him. Eventually, we find ourselves at the end. We can't help but look back on our life and wonder if it was really worth it. What really mattered? It is then that Jesus reminds us that nothing done in His name is meaningless. As we contemplate this beautiful promise, we slip out of this death ridden body and into true life; true life that is only in Jesus Christ.

If you meet Jesus through the story of this music, if you seek to truly live and experience the life that God desires for you, or if you have been reminded about the grace He gave you that you have ignored for so long, know that Jesus is and will always be there. Give up your life to him, as all of us have, and experience the peace, joy, and hope that only Jesus can offer you. That is our prayer. We love you, and so does He.

Personal thanks to: The Hill, Rogers, and Porter families. Will Newton. Matt Boswell. Andy Jacob. Jake Garber. Carly Schoenbein. Stacy's Family. Talissa Shaull. Sam Snyder. Alex Smillie. Tyler Yount. Kyle Tellor. Kyle Smith. The Manchurian Incident. Vanitas.
Thanks to our biggest influences (in no particular order): Thrice, Emery, Underoath, Anberlin, As Cities Burn, Oh Sleeper, Haste the Day, Relient K, Renae, The Classic Crime, Olympians, Yellowcard, Search the City

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released January 10, 2012

Bridge the Sea is:
Kyle Hill: Vocals / Bass
Nathan Hill: Guitar
Jacob Porter: Guitar
Nick Rogers: Drums

Recorded and Produced by Will Newton
All songs written by Bridge the Sea
© 2012, All Rights Reserved

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Bridge the Sea Morton, Illinois

We are a band who loves music, but more than anything, we are passionate about sharing the unending hope we have in Jesus Christ. If you find Jesus through this music and desire to truly live and experience the life that God desires for you, give up your life to Him as all of us have and experience the peace, joy, and hope that only He can give. That is our prayer. We love you, and so does He. ... more

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