Singers Go First
Pappa pushed me out the boat again.
My morning face says I can not swim...
Did not eat again.
"With our "no fear" sweaters on."
I can say yes I can say oh no.
Sobbers to singers come one and all.
We live every day as our last not moved
By what we see and is blastin' from the past.
We who have breath, good and bad we're
Gonna sing the wide and long and high and
Deep oh Lord. (you're the voice from where we belong.)
Frontline sing-alongs singers soften walls.
Boasting and roasting have come and gone.
No competition flesh and blood dartz to the hartz.
Shalom freedom fighters sail the flood.
We who have tongues outta control and in all
The tune we who have lips happy and sad gonna
Sing the wide and long and high and deep oh Lord.
"When it's all our war, send the singers forth."
In him we live move and do become.
Doers do and beings be, a spirit milk consistency.