So here i am one more day of not loving Him the way He asks.
In fact my heart is singing praises to the things that make me feel alright.

So i'm sinking fast like a stone heart should, and on the way down,
i've done what i could to try to turn this stone to flesh.
i'm haunted by my God
Who has the right to ask me what by the nature of my rebellion i cannot give.
i beg for You to move.
for You to breakthrough.