Lyrics

Welcome to the Lyrics spread. Below, you will find the lyrics contained in the boys' first recording - Hinges. The newer songs (which the band believes are much stronger) won't be put up until they are copywritten.
(not that we don't trust you or anything)

'Cover from the tape 'Hinges'

Index

Rivers of Babylon, Illinois Winter, Maury, Perfect Reaction, Lucy's Song

I Just Can't Believe, Talons, Comin' Around, Spiritus Sanctus, Histories

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Rivers of Babylon   MP3   (this one is a cover tune) 
By the rivers of Babylon
where we sat down
And there we wept
when we remembered Zion
Oh, the wicked carry us away
captivity, require from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song
in a strange land
Oh, let the words of our mouths
and the meditations of our hearts
be acceptable in Thy sight
Oh, Yahweh

Composers: B. Dowe; S. McNaughton; G. Reyam; F. Farian. Publisher: EMI; Al Gallico Music, BMI; Ackee Music, ASCAP; Farmusikerlag Inc, BMI.

Illinois Winter - MP3
What comes to mind at this juncture
Midst the clamor of demands
The snow on timeless places
And scattered on this land
The traces of the autumn
'Neath the shovel's finished task
Bind my heart in bitter silence
No one knew what they should ask
Chorus: I know I've been this way before
(so many things I've known are there)
I know I've faced the steel behind this door
(the things I've hoped for and I've feared)
Your love has convinced me
Never to turn from your life in me
I feel my footsteps falter
My breath is frozen cold
Deliver me compassion
Breath new life in this heart of stone
Chorus
"Beauty for ashes
Joy for your mourning
Never ending presence
Here's my life for your heart of stone"
Chorus

Copy written 1994, Words and Music by G. Frank Albert

Maury - MP3

The water rushes along the banks
of the river they call the Maury.
In the current is carried the debris
from all that has been in its path.
Nothing can stop the force of the power.
Even the dams cannot stem the tide.
When the rains pour forth from heaven,
the Maury will not be denied.
In the pass by the name of Goshen
the devil calls the kitchen his own.
Many a soul have challenged the rapid
with the rocks rising up from the bed.
Even the skilled can be defeated
by the raging of the turbulent flow,
water that cares not where you come from
but only where you will go.
How's my life like the flotsam
pushed along by the river?
Smashed against the rocks of living
without thought of gaining control.
Further along the banks lies a city,
a Beautiful View you will see.
But in that beauty lies a sleeping giant
better known as the river Maury.
Rains from heaven will awaken the giant
destroying all that gets in its way.
Futile are the efforts as they run for the high land
praying for a clearer day.
Hard is life, but not hopeless.
And the storms are broken by sunshine.
Oft surprised by the joy of living
and the calm that follows the flood.
The water rushes along the banks
of the river they call the Maury.

Copywritten 1994, Words and Music by Lee Zehmer

Perfect Reaction - MP3

What are you waiting for -
some perfect reaction?
For feelings that are locked behind a door,
I think I've tried them before.
Yes, I know that you are crying
and that you're searching for my tears.

You really shoudn't let it bother you
these things that I'm going through - they're not by you.
I don't expect you to start a fire
in a land where the rain's poured down, down for years.

Chorus: But, see me as I try to grow
See me, as I try to change the ways built up through time
See me, the one I'd like you to know

Believe me, I see it the same as you.
I wish my heart and mind knew what to do,
to feel the spirit move.
No use are simple solutions,
when blinded are the eyes I use.

Chorus

I'm not saying my heart never moves.
I'm just saying it seldom does.

If, indeed, your heart can move itself - without commanding,
than, why should I show things I've never felt?
Isn't that pretending?
Yes, there's hope, and I know it's been died for.
And in it's desire, He will move me.

Chorus

And I'm feeling the strain,
as I'm reaching for the pain.
And I'm looking for the time.
I'm just looking for that time.

Copywritten 1994, Words and Music by Brian C. Weitz

Lucy's Song - MP3

Fairer than blue bonnets in the field
You are the only song I've left unsung
Like truth and love within the little ones
You are the one I know when the snow is gone

You know I know that you won't show your tears
If I cup my hands can I catch your fears
Let's stand amidst the stream 'til we're dry once more
We can stand and shake the water from our eyes

I see the forest trees in your eyes
Remember the field under the largest sky
On our knees we will melt towards the Son
Fired by eternity, two in one

Copywritten 1994, Words and Music by G. Frank Albert

I Just Can't Believe - MP3

I just can't believe the way I feel when you are around me
I just can't believe when you say you feel the same about me

I am amazed that I
Am looking toward the sky
And seeing the blue that was not there
Gone are the clouds
Which had been my shroud
That kept me from seeing all there is

I just can't believe the things I think when you're around me
I just can't believe when you say you think the same about me

You've come into my days
And I am filled with endless praise
of God and for all He's done for me
Truly blessed am I
And I will surely try
To bless you as your presence has blessed me

I just can't believe the grace that God has shown to me
I just can't believe that the Lord of life would bring you to me

So let us spend our days
Learning each other's ways
Sharing the joy that we have found
Trusting that God will guide
Our path and all our strides
And show us what He means for us to be

I just can't believe the Joy, the peace, the mystery
I just can't believe the Grace, the Love, and possibilities
I just can't believe the faith, the hope, and life that's become new to me
I just can't believe

Copywritten 1994, Words and Music by Lee Zehmer

Talons - MP3

What can I do, about who I was, not many years ago?
I've changed since then, but still I struggle, to move beyond my past.
Every now and then, when I see old friends,
I am haunted by my ghosts.
So I pray for my release,
from images that will not cease,
when will I finally be freed?

But then the chains are loosening,
by the Hand that will not leave me.
Still swimming against the stream,
trying to awaken from the dream.

I'm turning a page, a new chapter in my life, with hope for things to come.
The wounds of hurt have healed, yet scars still mark my life,
memories tender to the touch.
Each day stronger than the last,
the possibilities are vast,
for my life and who I am.
I will go on being me, living the calling to be free,
free from the past and for the one. . .

who loosened my chains and set me free.
Free from my past, free to be me.
Filled with His grace, filled with His love,
Filled from within, filled from above.

Copywritten 1994, Words and Music by Lee Zehmer

Comin' Around - MP3

From the earth and to the sun lie many a man's questions
I'm comin' around, oh, I'm comin' around
In a rock I can see a stamp of creativity
I'm comin' around, oh, I'm comin' around
Well, I'm comin' around before the comin's here (and, man, that could be near)

In a flash, it is simply said,
that the old way will soon be dead.
But, still, I fall in frustration, and the wall is too steep
for me to climb up and clear on my own.
That's why that stairway's there for me.

Sailing on a mirrored sea, then struck by harsh realit
I'm comin' around, oh, I'm comin' around
In the Book it is seen, the horror of man's destiny
I'm comin' around, oh, I'm comin' around
Well, I'm comin' around before the comin's here (and, man, that could be near)

Dispatching lies from the very start.
Man-made dreams from a plastic heart.
Is this all that we ask for? Is this all we give?
A definition of wordly success - this is no reason to live.

In the mind, it's a simple start,
but, in the eyes, things come down so hard.
It seems so far away, so hard.
But, who paid the hardest price there is to pay?
In time, I'll spread my wings,
but, till then, I will not fly away.

Strengthening my trust upon a faith-led guide of the Amazon
I'm comin' around, oh, I'm comin' around
By His hand, I am led, and so my soul is never dead
I'm comin' around, oh, I'm comin' around
Well, I'm comin' around before the comin's here (and, man, that could be near)
So near.

Copywritten 1994, Words and Music by Brian C. Weitz

Spiritus Sanctus - MP3

I was searching for something, to fill this hole in my life.
I was searching for something, to put an end to my strife.
I looked to my parents to say well done, for the blessing that couldn't come.
I didn't realize that they were not the ones who could tell me who I am.

I went off to college, to fill my head with knowledge.
If I learned everything that I could, than surely I'd know who I would be.
And though I succeeded at winning the grades I didn't learn anything.
The void was still empty, the ache was still strong.
There was so much more for which I did long.

Come, Holy Spirit, Come fill the void right now
Come, Holy Spirit, Come fill the void somehow.

I continued my searching, looking in everyone.
For the balm which would soothe all my needs, to fix this broken heart.
I looked to women, and finally my wife, for that only which you can give.
She couldn't do it, yet shouldn't have to, then I was all alone.

Come, Holy Spirit, Come fill the void right now.
Come, Holy Spirit, Come fill the void some how.

At the end of  my searching I saw my Lord, and then I could see me.
Reflected in the mirror of God, I saw who I could be.
Filled from within by the glory of Christ I finally was set free.
Freed from the burden of searching in vain. Finally free to be me.

Oh, Holy Spirit, You filled the void somehow.
Oh, Holy Spirit, I'll praise Your name out loud.

Copywritten 1994, Words and Music by Lee Zehmer

Histories - MP3

When we emerge from the coalmines
Scattering the dust
Of a thousand generations gone behind
Will we then learn to teach our children
The way of truth and life?
And leave all of our histories behind us . . .

Copywritten 1994, Words and Music by G. Frank Albert


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