IS IT TOO LATE?

What keeps you here from growing?
Jesus loves me, this I know
What keeps you here from knowing?
We only know what we are told
What keeps you here from going
We only go where others go
Look at me, an open wound
That sprouts and buds, but will not bloom

What about your feelings?
Dangerous if not controlled
And why so unrevealing?
You can’t hurt us if you don’t know
And why so unappealing?
There’s no cure for the common cold
Misinformed but true to form
We’re safe and sound in every storm

Far too blind to see
What wasn’t meant to be
Now how to rescue me?
Is it too late? Is it too late?

So what of higher learning?
We only know what we are told
But do you have no yearning?
More than you will ever know
And what of bridges burning?
Tell us something we don’t know
Fortunes won and fortunes lost
We’ll burn all bridges once they’re crossed

But isn’t something missing?
Not if we can keep control
But aren’t you just existing?
Could be, but then who’s to know?
It’s life you are resisting
All that glitters is not gold
Girl met boy and boy met girl
Now both of us against the world

Far too blind to see
What wasn’t meant to be
Now how to rescue me?
Is it too late? Is it too late?

But you’re so unforgiving
We’re mostly good at being bad
The gift that keeps on giving
The thought of it just makes us mad
But is your life worth living?
You mean the life we never had?
We’re seldom sad, we’re seldom glad
We’re dressed in stress and armor clad

So why are you still breathing?
I guess that it’s remote-controlled
Your heart just keeps on beating?
Even in a strangle-hold
And yet you still keep breeding?
Hey, this song is getting old!
Close your mouth and keep it shut or else we’ll punch you in the gut!

Far too blind to see
What wasn’t meant to be
Now how to rescue me?
Is it too late? Is it too late?
Is it too late? Is it too late?
Is it too late? Is it too late?
Is it too late? Is it too late?

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

IS IT TOO LATE?