1. |
Ezekiel (Acoustic)
04:40
|
|
||
|
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.
|
||||
2. |
Jericho (Acoustic)
05:30
|
|
||
|
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.
|
||||
3. |
Peter (Acoustic)
04:08
|
|
||
4. |
Roman Canyon (Acoustic)
03:57
|
|
||
|
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.
|
||||
5. |
|
|||
|
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.
|
||||
6. |
Eight Years (Acoustic)
05:22
|
|
||
|
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.
|
||||
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
If you like Bridge the Sea, you may also like:
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music.
go to album
This emotive pop-rock LP was released in memoriam of band member Kyle Yorlets, and 1/2 of all proceeds will go to a scholarship in his name.
go to album
Soft Sounds (Live Video Series)
by Delta Sleep
The latest album from British indie rock band is filled with pared back tracks recorded in various countries while the band was on tour.
go to album
Cardiff band Red Telephone can't disguise the pure pop sensibility in their blistering alt-rock songs.
go to album
From Kyiv, Ukraine, Love'n'Joy deliver indie pop bursting with joy—nervy guitars and irresistible melodies.
go to album
The Art Of Losing
by The Anchoress
The second release from Welsh artist The Anchoress is a devastating and powerful meditation on loss.
go to album
Foxy Shazam return with a new LP boasting their trademark grandiose arena glam sound.
go to album
