God’s Little Acre

Impotent disciple, leans in a little closer
Straining to catch a bastard savior's dying words

Truths procured, salvation bought, safe within the grace of God, that's what separates you and me
I was born into these lies, I know them all inside and out; submit, obey, retain, comply, regurgitate until you die

Truths procured, salvation bought, safe within the grace of God, that's what separates you and me
And if I had a lifetime to waste, maybe I could share your faith. Twenty years I can't reclaim. Twenty years I'm not getting back

And I just hope there's something to find, that's my prayer for you ... and me