if you could hear the dissonance between your mind and soul
would you put up a fight or would you let it take control?
would you give in to anger or be humbled in its midst?
would you consider dying to the things you can’t resist?

if you could hear the voices of the present, future, past
would you become a pillar or an ever-moving mass?
would you pack up your life entire for where you want to go?
or would you turn your head around to everything you’ve known?

if you were offered nothing but a Promise you can’t see  
would you surrender all the things that bring you to your knees?
would you call flesh your person or the part of you that is
a vessel for your Soul to carry out what you let in

it could have been through one of us that change was being made
it could have been through one of us that change was causing pain  
it could have been through one of us that change would make us fail
but change has moved through all of us, together we’ve set sail

inhaling waves of water I’ve been catching all my life
I realized my fisticuffs were never only mine
it’s never been just one of us, it’s always been us all
together we would rise or separated, we would fall

it could have been through one of us that change was never made
it could have been through all of us that change would choose to stay  
it could have been that none of us would ever learn to stand
but we are in the water now, together, hand in hand

But what is the answer when people have died
and why is the question still asked at this time
We've *learned to be human in so many ways
attacking the Spirit and numbering days
We've broken the sky yet we beg for the sun
it shines without choosing, on everyone
We're made of the same down to every cell
let's stop drawing lines to put others through hell
The skin on our bodies was beautifully made
akin to the soul we were given in faith
Remember beginnings as endings to come
although they come slowly but hasten for some
As people we're called to be servants of those
who enter our circle when nobody knows

The blood is running thicker and it rarely ever does
An overflow of omens turned the people into dust
Completely unaware of what was yet to even come
The end was ever closer but so far away for some
I've learned why it is common to forget we are alive
For death will come for all, return to claim a second time
Divided or united we have chosen what to be
together we'll be blinded or together we will see
a human turning purple can be joyous or lament
Can ask to be forgiven or embrace the consequence
We house the tree of knowledge painted every shade of skin
Yet surely we have access to the root of life within
But if we never ask to be created and destroyed
We cannot be the glory thus we settle for the void
And it can enough for those who fight to be their own
A king defining nothing but the self upon the throne

There're so many people who open your eyes
           and show you the craters they see in the skies
Perspectives are jaded when Truth's within reach
  and I have rejected most people who teach
I forfeit the frenzies they feed themselves to
I'd rather go hungry than eat out of you
And even if crazy is all I've become
     My sanity's measured by little to none
I drew my conclusions like everyone else
in anger and envy that put my in hell
The fire was pretty, the darkness the same
             but I want to hear what the light has to say
I cannot be honest if I cannot see
Surrender my soul to the Spirit in me