words and music by Timothy H. Patton and Jeremy Richmond
lyrics
When I get a little older
And my wrinkles cut in deep,
I hope for fewer in my brow
From worries and anger that I keep.
I’ll trade for more around my eyes
From the need to smile and weep.
Chorus:
Call it destruction.
The fire bears a power.
We call it death.
Its transformation,
The name of the hour,
Beginnings and the ends
Of me.
I’d like to know my sweat has worth,
And I use well my time on Earth.
Know peace and sleep well. Wake excited.
Burn with passions well ignited,
And know that with my brain and arms
I’ll do more good than I do harm.
Chorus
For both of us
Redemption waits,
A light magnificent,
And everyday
The tunnel grows shorter
When time’s consumed and not
Just spent.
credits
from Chalice,
track released October 12, 2010
Eric Gant: guitar, vocals, bass, keyboards
Scott Phillips: drums
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