My car never actually crashed. This is just a what if.
In the cool of the night you set me right upside again
Are those airwaves caving in, finally now? But down I went
In the foggy road where I was almost unseen, then another
Swerve and curve ahead, his voice instead spoke of thunder
And lightning and proved smoldering over me again, for fire
Has slid into this car ride again and the burn from 06 came in
With the torrents of the night and set me right again, the judgment
Sought me in and His words did express the gift of everything offered
Onto me, for lately I’ve been without this hidden humility and its been
Going down without me, life on my own without a home inside the
Holy zone where judgment soon will hit and empty out my house
And dvd’s on repeat, the sermon on the mount beating inside
Of my chest and past shame and regret hidden past the waves
Of my own control, for the car did crash hard tonight, brakes
A bust and trust and must as the tree did cut the car in half
And I was blown up again in need of siren patrol and uncertain
Eternal control, for now all I can do is press delete upon an
Accident that will soon not become that, when I heap upon
Myself this sudden realization that its going down whether I live
For myself or not but goals to achieve and succeed inside of me
Seek inside of me to reach for that day when it will all matter
What I do with precious time, let that be the current disaster
