white flag

Rise, my child...beyond what the world has become

and all the things it has to offer meant to keep your mind numb
It promises a feast, yet leaves you searching for a crumb
Come back...to the love...in which you first came from...

Due to myself, I kind of hit a snag

Oh what I do to myself laying in my bodybag
I lit a cigarette, and that was kind of a drag
In the ocean of your love, dear Lord, I wave my white flag

I stand, arms raised, a repeat offender
and I cry for all to see to my public defender
I give all I am to the Lamb...I surrender
to your light and your life and your grace and your splendor

I want to live alive before my day to die
but I know the world's temptations won't quietly pass me by
so I pray for the strength to rise a mile high
and until my final goodbye...I promise...to try...