This is something I recently wrote that we are making into a song. Not sure what purpose it has to inspire or draw anyone deeper into faith, just wanted to share. It’s called “Whisper”. -bob
It seems to me these people
Are lost in their own suicide
Singing in church on Sunday’s
And livin life by their rules on the off days
But I can’t make do with this mask
It’s too fake, is it too late, I need to get out of this place
Cause everybody’s looking for signs,
A cross in the clouds, A stain on the wall,
Something to know your there
But I’m just waiting, waiting for the whisper
It seems to me this world
Is lost in it’s own internal war
Nothing is sacred in society
Cause everyone’s so caught in their own hypocrisy
Bu I won’t do with that mask
It’s too fake, not to late, I need to get out of this place
Cause everybody’s looking for signs,
A cross in the clouds, A stain on the wall,
Something to know your there
But I’m just waiting, waiting for the whisper
Tags: Body of Christ, church, conversion, Music, teaching