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Fences
05:03
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If fences make good neighbors, I must be your best friend
Our differences divide us; it’s how it’s always been
If you don’t mind I’ll mind my own and you can mind your own;
Let’s mind our own business
But there’s no way to learn to live or love or fight as one behind our old fences
Who is my neighbor?
You answer, “Is he not your enemy?”
Who is my brother?
You say he ain’t gonna look like me
We all could stand together, and maybe we can find some peace
But these fences have to fall
I pray each night to Jesus. I know you’re praying too
But I’ll go to my church Sunday. It won’t look right to go with you
If you don’t mind I’ll mind my own and you can mind your own;
Let’s mind our own business.
But there’s no way to learn to live or love or fight as one behind our old fences
Who is my neighbor?
You answer, “Is he not your enemy?”
Who is my brother?
You say he ain’t gonna look like me
We all could stand together, and maybe we can find some peace
But these fences have to fall
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2. |
Drown Me Out
04:13
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Call it work; industry
Drown Me out
Curse your life. Pass the blame
Drown Me out
Shout in pain. Say, “No one hears!”
Drown Me out
Turn it up. Fill your ears
Drown Me out
Drink it down. Fill your veins
Drown Me out
Wear your mask. Cloak your pain
Drown Me out
Be still. Be still. Be still and know I am God
In the violence
In the raging storm you seek flames from heaven
I’m not within the searing heat
In the thunder shaking deep within your soul,
you’re left to wonder as to where to find me, child,
be still and know,
“In the silence; in the still small voice I speak.”
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Abba's Cry
05:09
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She’s out on her own
No one to have; no one to hold
Flying solo
Goes where she wants to go
Nobody else effected
Nobody else impacted
It’s her own body anyway
No one else may seem to care
No one bats an eye
but somewhere her Abba cries
The side of the road
His welcome mat; his humble abode
It’s stone cold
He has no place to go
His body is infected
Nobody else effected
So what’s the point in another day?
No one else may seem to care
No one bats an eye
but somewhere his Abba cries
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Skin Deep Story
04:02
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Your skin, it can tell us a story
Enchanting forbidden and new
Our minds, they can only imagine just what life would be like with you
But times they pass and people change
Compromises rearrange
What once was priceless treasure now exchanged
Your longing for love
Unconditional
Patient and kind
Unwavering and true
All of the while in spite of the fall,
Your Father is calling out to you,
“Come home, my child, come home.”
Your skin, it could tell us a story
Carved deep is road map of truth
Wind blown by indecent exposure
Seems time has now caught up with you
Times they pass and you’re unfulfilled
No high is found in a drink or a pill
What once had brought you riches brings you pain
Your longing for love
Unconditional
Patient and kind
Unwavering and true
All of the while in spite of the fall,
Your Father is calling out to you,
“Come home, my child, come home.”
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I Believe
03:55
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Call me a dreamer
Call me confused
Call me a juvenile
I’ll call this truth
He made a way when there was none
and He claims me as His son
Just look around you
Just watch the news
Evil surrounds us
There must be good too
Open my eyes that I might see
Greater are those who fight for me
Fill the clouds
Angels sing,
“Love has come! Christ is King!
Swallowed up in victory
Death overcome has lost it’s sting.”
I believe
I know one day I’ll finally see
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Heaven
03:56
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Betrayed again, its unfair
Parents say they don’t care
Eyes fixed with a blank stare
Can we make it on our own?
It seems the wicked prosper
What’s the use in effort?
Any way to not hurt
We can’t make it on our own
Turn your eyes to heaven
Growing weak from cancer
Left alone, can’t help her
Bound again and unsure
Can we make it on our own?
Bones exposed from hunger,
Crowded streets, and danger
Hearts that beat for a Savior
We can’t make it on our own
Turn your eyes to heaven
If we’ll humble ourselves and pray
and turn from our wicked ways
He will touch
He will heal
He will turn our hearts back again
He will move
He will fill
He will be redemption
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Brothers
03:58
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You and I, we both bleed red
I apologize if I ever was the reason you bled
Swords meant for foes, not for trading blows
It won’t take long like this for hope to be dead
Brother turns on brother
Friend on friend
It won’t take long like this
for hope to be dead
Hands meant to heal are at each other’s throats
Tongues meant to heal choose rather to gloat
Unity is more important than counting the votes
Brother turns on brother
Friend on friend
It won’t take long like this
for hope to be dead
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8. |
Hope Is Alive
04:02
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Darkness surrounding
Pressing on my lungs
Tries to crush me
Hear me! Free me!
Alone but together in fate
Alone. What are the odds?
Alone. Is it possible?
Hear me! Free me!
Spark!
Brought into light
like warm open arms on a bone chilling night
Hope is alive just beyond my sight
Feel this hope inside
I’ll hold through the night
Spark!
Brought into light
Ignite my heart and open my eyes
Hope is alive just beyond my sight
Feel this hope inside
I’ll hold through the night
Compression killing me
Depression filling me
It looks like I’m all alone
Hear me! Free me!
Awake and wishing for sleep
Awake wishing this wasn’t me
Awake. How’s the other side?
Hear me! Free me!
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Brett Lee Wilson Sheridan, Arkansas
I've found songwriting to be the best way for me to process life, faith, and the world around me. Through song I feel we can interact with God, each other, and ourselves. I'm a blessed man with a loving wife, a son, a daughter, and a passion to see others experience the miracle of life with Jesus. I pray this music is enjoyable and thought provoking as I share my life with you. ... more
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