a voice crying out in the postmodern wilderness

Go Ahead, Against My Will

Go ahead and take it,
even though I'll hold on
I submit to you, Jesus
but I think I cause the dawn
You said I'd find my life
if only I'd lay it down
I confess it's really hard to do that
when I wear my plastic crown
Like a kid playing dress up
I know it isn't real
Man we've been playing dress up
since Eve took the devil's deal
So here is what I am asking,
in light of all of that
Rip my life from my hands, Lord
and never give it back
Hold it beneath your wings
and keep me warm breath close
Even if I resist a little - and I will
never let me go

The Assembly Line