On my purevolume. And turn it up :)
In the morning, I see the rising sun
And didn’t think to think of you
Driving towards the north end of the state
Sharing the world’s best conversation with a friend
Still, I didn’t think to thank you
Oh, what have my calloused hands built for me?
And when I force myself to see, what will my words be?
May I sing you a love song
Because your grace covers me
Could you love a song so weak
A song from someone like me
And when I am alone, sometimes I’d rather fall asleep
Than read the words from within your very heart
Time after time I long for the attention
Of selfish people like me
And I’m finding again that love just doesn’t work that way
Oh, what have my lustful eyes brought to me?
And when I wipe away the tears, still you are standing here!
May I sing you a love song
Because your grace covers me
Could you love a song so weak
A song from someone like me
Jesus, take away the part of me that disregards you
And prefers my ways above all the great things you do
-Zach
See there, it lingers on
See there, it wears us down like sand upon the stone
See here, just take my hand
And we will take the land
Before it tears us away from our very minds
Before we let it erase our sanity
And the winds will come blowing harder than before
But we will keep on staring towards the sunset
And we won’t let it take us
No, we won’t let it break us and keep us from home
Stay strong, no looking back
Stay strong, we set out for good to leave our past
And though the world keeps turning
We’ll make it just in time
Oh, we’re running on feet that were made to fly
Just close your eyes
-Zach
I threw away the napkin with your lipstick stains
I used up all the tissues that you gave to me when you made me cry
Tonight, I think I’m better off alone, like I should have felt so long ago
If I had a way to tell you how I feel, well you wouldn’t hear me anyways
So I’ll keep on talking to the pillows as a stare myself to sleep at night
I wrapped myself around you so tight, I may never come undone
But honestly, I’m holding onto everything you gave to me
From the trinket toy, to the pictures, to the smell of your hair
And I’ll top it off with the hurt that I can call to mind so quickly
I may never come undone
I threw away the napkin with your lipstick stains
But I keep that trashcan close to me, so I can see it every day
-Zach
Can I say I’ve given everything to you, but then act like I do
Can I live today like I have lived all my yesterdays
Can I say, “I love you” with a straight face
Is it time to take a look into the mirror
And change a certain part of what I see
I’ve tried to look for you in lonely drives, late at night
And I’ve tried to see your face among the stars
I’ve tried to spell your name by rearranging the complications
That come from studying those made in your image just a little bit too much
Because I’ve paid so close attention to details and still have forgotten you
And I’ve wondered at the air I breathe without giving praise to you
Don’t get me wrong, I have faith that you’ve created everything
Still, I have a hard time seeing you
Help me see you, all you are
Yours, the hands that formed the stars
Is it time to take a look into the mirror
And change a certain part of what I see
Can I be honest and ask you these questions
-Zach
There’s nothing quite like the moonlight on a night like tonight
When the air calls for peace, and the breeze for a breath
The vast expanse begs for admiration
It needs you to wonder how so much nothing can capture so much space
Have you ever seen the stars like this before
Have you ever seen the moon uninterrupted from its slumber
Have you ever felt the earth through the grass at this hour
Have you ever held the earth with your fingertips
Hundreds of millions of miles away, it seems that everyone else could be
But I’d be fine, here in the moonlight with you tonight
The vast expanse between our hands begs for consolation
And it feels like the stars are aligned with the moon
Because I feel time stand still when you whisper to me those three magic syllables
It leaves me to wonder how you’ve captured so much in those three magic syllables
I have never seen the stars like this before
So let’s leave the moon uninterrupted from its slumber
And just feel the earth through the grass with our fingertips
Let’s hold the earth with our fingertips and whisper those three magic syllables
-Zach