Good Trouble

My skin is alabaster
And I understand what that means
There's history in my color
And a burden in me and this free

And the burden is the wall between you and me
But there's a love that's still turning over tables
And a love making blinded eyes see
There's a healing that's waiting in the water
That's still making saints out of rebels
My God is still making good trouble

I've grown tired of being so careful
About speaking my truth with soft words
Out on the streets I'm fearful
Even though inside I know my worth

But I'll never give up even when it hurts
Because love is still turning over tables
And love still makes the blinded eyes see
And there's a healing that's waiting in the water
That's still making saints out of rebels
My God is still making good trouble
Good trouble
Good trouble
My God is still making good trouble
Good trouble
Good trouble
My God is still making good trouble

Even though we are all broken
There is a dream still worth holding
Let's walk towards the fire
And push past the fear
And call hate a liar
Loud and clear

There's a love that's still turning over tables
And the love making blinded eyes see
There's a healing that's waiting in the waters
That's still making saints out of rebels
My God is still making good trouble
Good trouble
Good trouble
My God is still making good trouble
Good trouble
Good trouble
My God is still making good trouble