Why’s it so hard, so hard to slow it down
Why’s it so hard, so hard to remember how
Supposed to be a bright spark in the dark, burnin’ loud
Been goin’ so hard, so hard I'm burnin’ out
We gotta rest fill it up
We gotta rest fill it up
Livin’ in the world in the clutches of counterfeit crutches
Tellin’ me you matter 'bout as much as you’re doin’ today
Crippled caught in the clutches of counterfeit crutches
Sayin’ better hurry up and matter better rush it, to counter the claim
Let’s pray
Singin’ father bless your name
Let your kingdom come
Give me eyes give help me see and believe your son
Give me faith let me rest in the work he’s done
'Cause the work is done
