From the recording End of Tomorrow
Lyrics
Bruised humanity
Self-reliant ideologies
They don’t know where to begin
Three lines two verse it’s familiar
But who am I but just the carrier
Of what constructs and what’s within
Cause and effect range
Think out of the box they say
Is there any comfort in my end
The clock will see another hour but
None of it really matters now
I guess all that we’re waiting for is
If the waiting was worth anything
Anything
My joy
My joy is through the unreliability of earth
My joy
My joy is in Whoever’s set apart from the universe
My joy
My joy is through the unreliability of earth
My joy
My joy is in Whoever’s set apart from the universe
Waiting for empty streets
I wish most could leave
But they continue on their own
The invite is sent out
But our ears they hear loud
What our eyes are taking in
The clock will see another hour but
None of it really matters now
I guess all that we’re waiting for is
If the waiting was worth anything
Anything
My joy
My joy is through the unreliability of earth
My joy
My joy is in Whoever’s set apart from the universe
My joy
My joy is through the unreliability of earth
My joy
My joy is in Whoever’s set apart from the universe
My joy
My joy is through the unreliability of earth
My joy
My joy is in Whoever’s set apart from the universe
My joy
My joy is through the unreliability of earth
My joy
My joy is in Whoever’s set apart from the universe
The universe