I am so tempted to buy and write to a new beat
despite the clock that's telling me it's time to go to sleep.
Well it's too late now; I just sent in my inquiry;
props to Knaladeus for moving me creatively,
but that's not the only thing that inspires me you see;
it's the weight of my worries currently burdening me;
precisely where I'm at spiritually;
It's been so long since I spoke on it reflectively.
I let myself go and let my tears flow
as God convicts me this night with Him and I alone;
get a sneak peek through His word of what God has in store
to tell me this moment; too precious to pass by and ignore
as I many times settle for less when He offers more;
I become void and dried up in the deep banks of my soul;
I'm so glad it's brought up, in reaction I implore
begging God for grace and mercy and to be restored, 'cause I

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feel like, feel like, it's zero gravity;
as if I'm hovering in deep apathy;
see the picture of my soul; it don't bother me;
don't want the black hole to swallow me.
I know, I know, no matter what time it be;
I can call upon my God for recovery;
pull me back to His orbit where I ought to be
with His light rekindle the life in me

At a neutral state within too easy to cling to sin
when I'm not disciplined in praying and reading the word;
that's how descent begins, innocent as it seems,
I give in to sin and start living in disobedience;
showing no significance to God's preeminence;
not loving Him by loving sin instead of fighting it with vigilance;
dealing with its consequence I'm quite convinced
that once again I need to come to Him with repentance.
In fact that apart from that nothing will act as a right penance;
my own good works lack clearing my deserved sentence;
my track record's whack it is proven by much evidence;
exactly as revealed in many songs of my confessions.
So I cannot be puffed-up with any personal achievements
as if I played a major role in my forgiveness;
God reached out His hand first; the perfect and sinless;
when I was a mess having nothing to express but this

Chorus:
feel like, feel like, it's zero gravity;
as if I'm hovering in deep apathy;
see the picture of my soul; it don't bother me;
don't want the black hole to swallow me.
I know, I know, no matter what time it be;
I can call upon my God for recovery;
pull me back to His orbit where I ought to be
with His light rekindle the life in me


After all my screw-ups He continues to pour grace;
I still don't fully get why only accept it by faith.
"The good work He began in me will bring to an end
at the day of Jesus Christ" (Phil 1:6) when I see His face.
Until then He will continue magnifying His name
through such weak and broken crushed vessel like I am;
Ain't gonna pretend still far away from perfection,
but through His mercies given daily head the right direction.
So I analyze where would I be without Him by my side,
through the lows and the highs,
probably would just die, but daily to my surprise
He still keeps me alive when I lose track and apathetically am downcast,
but it didn't last too long in comparison
to Israel living in exile away from home.
My punishment has already been covered by the Son;
by His grace through faith in Him I got redemption when I

Chorus:
felt like, felt like, it's zero gravity;
as if I was hovering in deep apathy;
saw the picture of my soul; it didn’t bother me;
didn't want the black hole to swallow me.
I knew, I knew, no matter what time it be,
I called upon my God for recovery;
He pulled me back to His orbit where I ought to be
with His light rekindled the life in me.