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To Plant a Seed (11/03/2009)
11/03/2009
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We've planted a seed, an ever growing wonder to a beautiful tree. Grow.
Each branch outstretched and different from the last.
Where the old have broken, some easier than the last.
The right ones have grown in to fill in the gaps.
And all are equal in love and trust.
And all are a part of something so much bigger than this.
Through the trials our tongues are tied, to trying times, so many unsaid lines.
Our lives were over at so many moments, so many.
And now they're all just beginning.
I have never been so consumed and I have never loved it more.
To be devoted to letting all see what it is to live in the love of others.
To live in the love of my brothers.
And spilling back all that anyone has ever spilled for me.
To show that to those who have never seen.
Four years ago we planted a seed.
Found that foundation that we need.
Strived for the perfect balance, to show love and show compassion.
And our vision for this world will not die when we are dead.
My future started with the first note I ever played.
The first note that was ever sang.
When we started living with purpose and writing with meaning.
This is what we were made for.
Every day I live this future.

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Show me your hands
Let me wash them clean.
Show me your heart.
And let me heal you.

We all need this.
To be renewed.
After time and wear.
We're broken statues.
Vines intertwined.
Around your insides.
Hold you down.
You beg for restoration.
Your best has crumbled.
From being so weathered.

We all deserve this.
To be renewed.
To change our ways.
To be allowed to choose.
So let me build you back up.
As you're carrying me too.

We're broken statues.
Vines intertwined.

Show me your hands.
Let me wash them clean.
Show me your heart.
And let me heal you.

We will mend statues from
The ground to the skies.

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The intent. i intend. the intentions of one will guide.
i strive to speak what i have learned and learn from those i see.
to step out of this life is my ambition.
to speak out and show you what I have seen.

i am one voice amidst the shouts of many.
i cry for those without a voice.
for those who don't know that they have a choice.

open your eyes and see what it means to feel compassion and live in love.

be my strength to tear away this blindness.
that makes us unable to see what is standing beside us.
i'll be your strength, follow my lead.
i will show you what it is to love.
what it means to care.
how to end this war.

for we are nothing without brotherhood.
and brotherhood is nothing without your brothers.

stand with me and see what my eyes have seen.
take my hand and let me show you what it is to love.
the intent. i intend. the intentions of one will guide.

for you cannot love one until you have learned to love all

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You are so far away,
And it strains on me to hear your voice everyday.
You never know what you have until you're gone,
So when it's over and I'm on way my back home,
It feels like days before I'm next to you again.

This is how we love.

You're so far away,
And this is where I will always be,
on the roads that don't end,
and the views that never cease,
with a feeling bittersweet.
Counting down the days, we're counting down the days.

Beat up and broken down,
From the wear of it all,
But I can barely notice because this means too much to me.
You're so far,
so far away.
This means too much to me.

You're so far,
You're so far,
You're so far,
You're so far away.

And this is where I will always be,
On the roads that doesn't end,
And the views that never cease,
With a feeling bittersweet.

I'm counting down the days,
we're counting down the days.

This is how we love.

I believe I can take this strain.
You never know what you have until you're gone,
You're far away,
But this is where I will always be.
This is where I will always be.

So when it's over,
And I'm on my way back home,
I realize I'll be gone in another day,
But twenty four hours can last me for months.
Maybe I can't take this strain.

I have thought about it every night,
(And this is where I will always be)
In different places where I rest my mind,
(On the road that doesn't end)
And when I'm waking it all remains.

You never know what you have until you're gone,
But you're are the reason for me,
That I can do this consistently.

So far away.
This is how we love.
You're so far away.
This is how we love.

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This is my deepest dream.
this is how i show you my love.
this is him speaking to me.
this is me speaking to you.
this is him speaking through me to you.

i'm here struggling with my brothers.
this is the most passion you will ever see.
my heart is breaking for and with you.

because but after all of what's between.
you still chose yourself over me.
my heart hurts and my heart breaks.
no one belongs here.
not here where we leave our hearts.
the illusion for your weakened love.

this is not what we were made for.
far from the compassion we have known.
far from the love that we have shown.
he tells me that love will endure all things.

i know that you are forever my brother.
here i struggle with you my brother.

he tells me that love endures all things.
and i'll have you know...

this is my deepest dream.
this is how i show you my love.
beloved let us love one another.
this is my deepest dream

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This is a poison everyone knows
It runs through my rivers.
created and cured by the same, and it will flow.

Tear through these holds, and rip away my heart.
with an effort so constrained, this is the venom in my veins.
This is the venom in my veins, created and cured by the same.
This is the venom in my veins. (I've spoken reckless words?)

And I know I've built a bed of unrest
that destroys my heart once I lay my head down.
Destroys the crutches that I've built,
I thought they were sound.

We are the reasons for health and light, for illness and weakness.
It will flow from my body to yours, an infection that can't be cured.

We are the reasons for health and light, for illness and weakness.
We will tear through these holds.
We will tear through these holds or we will keep them strong.
We are the reasons for health and light.
For illness and weakness, we will tear through these holds
or we will keep them strong
We will keep them strong.

With an effort so constrained, this is venom in my veins
created, cured by the same,
by the same.
I've chosen selfless over selfishness,
I've left a bed of disgust and unrest.

Destroyed the crutches that I built myself, I found that they were never sound.
It won't consume my heart anymore.

And I know I've built a bed of peace
that restores my heart once I lay my head down.
Rebuilds the crutches that I destroyed myself.

I plead to change my life, just before I dream
and wake to realize that change is inside me.

We are the reasons for health and light, for illness and weakness.
We will tear through these holds.
We will tear through these holds or we will keep them strong
We are the reasons for health and light.

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What is this whispered thief?
Is it a lie? Is it a lie?
Does fabrication begin at belief?
Who steals my years to keep all to themselves?
Is it only just the ground we stand upon?
I've asked you, yet heard no reply.
Is it only just the ground we stand upon?
Will I just soak into this earth when I die?
Have I fallen before I finished?
Who answers my questions when ears do not listen?
When silence speaks volumes.
And I have heard no reply.
This doubt that clouds what I perceive as truth.
The unnerving sense that there is nothing left.
An illogical view where purpose is gone.
Who wills these groundless conceptions?
Find faith in life.
In whatever will keep you believing that we are not meaningless.
Retain what you have learned because love is an endless wonder.
It's a never-ending knowledge, this is our only solution.
I believe in me
I believe in you
I believe that we are not meaningless

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Mindless.
This mindless flesh that devours,
it keeps me bound at the bottom.
And to live in this flesh
will keep me bound by myself.

Hollowed out your heart to live this way.
Was it that hard to let love fade?
Lashing out, yet reserved.
The mindless are easily lured
in pain and perverse.

Lured to this dream alluring to the skies
to live among them and to never die, never die.
The mindless are easily lured.
The mindless are easily lured.

Lured to this dream alluring to the skies
To live among them and to never die, never die, never die.
To be worth more, though we are made the same.
To attain love by rule rather than by choice.

Mindless.
This mindless flesh that devours,
it keeps me bound at the bottom.
And to live in this flesh
will keep me bound by myself.

So fill your heart to live in love,
lock arms with your brothers,
break the binds of this flesh.
This mindless flesh that devours.
This mindless flesh

Let us not become conceited.
I will not reap destruction
but life instead.

Lured to this dream alluring to the skies
To live among them and to never die, never die, never die
To be worth more, though we are made the same.
To attain love by rule rather than by choice.

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I always knew I'd never reach perfection,
and if I ever did then I wasn't trying hard enough.
Because there is always something more to reach for.

And every end is just the start to something else.
I think that if we ever stopped seeking out
what it is that keeps us growing,
then we'll never stop searching for the piece.
The heart that will keep us loving.

I'm always searching for

I'm always searching.
This path's not easy to walk upon.
I'm always seeking.
Knowing that I'm eager to carry on.
I'm searching, seeking, reaching for something more.
I'll be better than before.
Reaching for something more

So if we keep seeking out what is right,
moving on after being set back,
searching out what keeps us strong.
Searching out, and always building up the things that we lack.
This path we choose is not the easiest to walk upon
And knowing that I am more eager to continue on
because I know that when I reach the end
I'll be better than before

Reaching for something more
I'm always searching

I'm always searching
This path's not easy to walk upon
I'm always seeking
Knowing that I'm eager to carry on
I'm searching, seeking, reaching for something more
I'll be better than before
Reaching for something more

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I am the man in the mirror.
My reflection, I aspire to be.
In your reflection what do you see?
False fault or a masterpiece?
But a masterpiece starts with a single stroke
and empires start in an open field.
(I am the man in the mirror)

But a masterpiece starts with a single stroke.

If we could all be steadfast suddenly,
then we'd never build a life worth living.
So let us restore each other.

I am the man in the mirror.
My reflection, I aspire to be.
In your reflection what do you see?
False fault or a masterpiece?
I am the man in the mirror.

The mirror

So let us restore each other,
not with haste, but gently,
for an empty cup cannot fill another.
A blank canvas will later be priceless,
and the love that we build will be endless.
Though we all stumble, we will not fall.

I am the man in the mirror.
My reflection, I aspire to be.
In your reflection what do you see?
False fault or a masterpiece?
We will build masterpieces out of these faults.
(I am the man in the mirror)

So when I stare back into my own eyes
I try to peer past, and try to understand.
My imperfections compose my composure
and I can live with them and you will live by me.
So let us restore each other, not with haste, but gently,
for an empty cup, an empty cup cannot fill another

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