From the recording Find Your Way
Don't worry. This is about me, not you. Wrote it in 2005. Played it the other night in a restaurant, and friend Steve asked me to record it. So here it is.
You tell me that you love me but how am I supposed to know?
You spend every waking hour anywhere you want to go
You listen so politely and you talk so kind
And it looks to me like you might change your mind
And I’m not gonna tell you
One more time
You don’t finish what you started so you’re never satisfied
Hang down your head and tremble cuz poor boy you’re bound to die
Come join the revolution that explodes inside your chest
Then work until the day I give you rest
Work beside us till the day
Day of rest
Now you listen here. It’s much worse than it appears
But it’s better than it seems
They say a true friend is faithful to the bitter end
Now we’ll find out what that means
Your lazy lack of action thunders louder than your words
If you’d just take a risk with a tenth of what you heard
You’d accomplish more in one week than you have in seven years
As the day draws near
Let the one who has ears—let him hear
There’s no place for either hope or fear
On the battlefield of war
Just keep riding out in loyalty
To the sacred oath you swore
You don’t deliver on your promises so what do you expect?
Don’t waste your time enthralled by what the mirror’s face reflects
You know what’s required. Why should I have to poke and prod?
Do justice, love mercy, walk with God
Do justice, love mercy
Walk with God