Ain’t No Reason
There ain’t no reasons things are this way
Its how they’ve always been and they intend to stay
I can’t explain why we live this way
We do it everyday
Preachers on the podiums speaking to saints
Prophets on the sidewalks begging for change
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend your whole life working for something
Just to have it taken away
People walk around pushing back their desks
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets
Talking ’bout nothing, not thinking about their
Every little heart beat, every little breath
People walk a tight rope on a razor’s edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pin
Or a thought or a word or a sentence.
There ain’t no reasons things are this way
Its how they’ve always been and they intend to stay
I don’t know why i say the things i say,
But i say them anyway.
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do believe
Love will come set me free
I know it will
Love will come set me free
Yes
Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons,
Gonna fill them all.
Keep on building bombs
Gonna drop them all
Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back, make you sell your soul
Like a lung is filled with coal, suffocating slow
The wind blows wild and i may move
But politicians lie and i’m not fooled
You don’t need no reason or a 3 piece suit
To argue the truth
The air in my skin and the world under my toes
Labor is stitched into the fabric of my toes
Chaos and commotion wherever i go
Love, i try to follow
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free
I do believe
Love will come set me free
I know it will
Love will come set me free
Yes
There ain’t no reasons things are this way
Its how they’ve always been and they intend to stay
I can’t explain why we live this way;
We do it everyday.

Beg

Here I am
One more day of not
Loving Him the way He asks
In fact my heart is singing praises to the things
that make me feel alright

So I’m sinking fast like a stone heart should
And on the way down
I’ve done what I could
To try and try to turn this stone to flesh

I’m haunted by my God
Who has the right to ask me
What by the nature of my rebellion
I cannot give.

So I beg for you to move
I beg for you to move
I beg for you to break through

So here I am
Got my deeds for the day
All my cute little words about
How I am saved
Am I saved?

Could I love you with my mouth like a church kid should
At the end of the day
My words get burned as wood
Oh, but I was good.

I’m haunted by my God
Who has the right to ask me
What by the nature of my rebellion
I cannot give.

These songs are noise
In your ears
A clanging drum
You want my love

Sometimes we just get stuck in a spot in our life where we are literally begging for God to move. For Him to show Himself mighty. To come out from behind the clouds. We get bogged down trying to DO the things we think we should do to make God happy with us…with our “cute little words”, when His main concern is for us to love Him with all of our heart, mind, and soul. If we are doing that…the days become brighter. Filled with hope for our future and a confidence that cannot be shaken even in our deepest trials.

Here is a clip of this song for you to check out. If Shane and Shane are in your area during this tour…you MUST go see them. They put on the most amazing worshipful concert I’ve ever been to. Their songs are so rooted in scripture…you’ll be mesmerized and blessed.