I ask what you want from me
and you respond with just one word
I can't ignore the voice that speaks to me
the one that's asking me to serve
I watch the people as they pass me by
I see the need the greed and the vacant eyes
the hurried blur of this burdened world is so alive
my heart is breaking at the sight
And there are clocks in my eyes
Ticking, talking, telling lies
trying so hard to keep me blind
but I'm not fooled by their disguise
This world is seeking what can never last
stressing about the future and mourning the past
Gripped by worry and governed by sloth
We want to be somewhere else and to be what we're not
Until we grasp the gift up grace
We'll always live in an endless chase
And so we try to find eternal fruit
But we will never reach the root
And there are clocks in my eyes
Ticking, talking, telling lies
trying so hard to keep me blind
but I'm not fooled by their disguise
I ask what you want from me
and you respond with just one word
I can't ignore the voice that speaks to me
the one that's asking me to serve
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