There is a King, who some know of - the Greatest King is He. He sits upon His throne up high, and everything - He sees. He loves the land He’s over, for it’s one He built with care. He fashioned it with passion and His heart is found in there. His heart is not for the shining star or for vast continents, But for His dearest subjects that are His true intent. In the land a strife arose from men who wanted to be king. They deceived themselves and lost their right to that very thing. They shout loudly to the sky “we’re cut off, and hate you dear old dad” And the King, with a sorrowed tear replies “your Evil makes me sad” They setup shop and claim a land and call it all their own, But the seeds of their undoing are already well sown. They clamor about in ignorance and name themselves a king, One unlike the One up high who does see everything. They gather arms and swear they’ll win, in vanity they thrust, Against the very King they loved the one they used to Trust. (For the full version see Tragedy of the small King later on this album)

You know what i cant believe the rising price of tea Federal reserve Where do you get the nerve Dont pop my ball You already shutdown the mall Its an inflation nation Gimme my shirt I want my shirt back

A man asked me one time what am I gonna do What am I gonna do to make it I told that man I already made it and this is true Success aint able to be faked it Is like struggling to live the dream I'll tell you Don't take the good stuff for granted I'll tell you one way to that I truly live the dream and maybe then you'll know what I mean I gotta girl who speaks her mind I gotta girl who knows whats right I gotta girl who aint afraid of anything I gotta girl who loves her mom I gotta girl who speaks whats right I gotta girl who aint afraid of anything, anything This one thing is a blessing and success Noone can tell me that I've got nothin They can't tell me that I need what they've got Struggling to live the dream is the success Noone can tell me that I've got nothing They can't tell me that I need what they've got 'cause I gotta girl who speaks her mind I gotta girl who knows whats right I gotta girl who aint afraid of anything I gotta girl who loves her mom I gotta girl who speaks whats right I gotta girl who aint afraid of anything, anything

I know you got shut down hard I heard the story last night These times and feelings are dark I got the news about your fight Get up Get up my brother Stand up Stand back up man I know your down right now But you gotta remember I know your drowned right now Your more than a conqueror Hey! Get up Get up my brother Stand up Stand back up man I know your down right now But you gotta remember I know your drowned right now Your more than a conqueror I know you got put on blast I heard the story the other day These times and feelings won't last Later you'll see it's ok Later you'll see it's ok Just get up my bother Stand back up man - Dont' worry brother You will find rest after all this but for now please, get back up

There was something I forgot that was dear to me I remembered it breifly when you were near me Am I all alone in wanting all my thoughts back? I wonder if you hear me Did you hear me? The ones who were here with us have all gone to dust Please feel free to preach to me if you really must Am I alone in wanting all these things back? I wonder if your near me Are you near me? Everything here is moving towards death, dirt and rust The air outside, it was magical I remembered all those times and feel tragic now I'll get by because your not really gone But for now you are invisible I'm so sad that you are invisible There was something I forgot that was dear to me I remember it all briefly when you're near me I wonder if you fear me Do you fear me?

Relax, Something bigger is coming relax, something stranger is coming you won't be ready for it relax, so why not just relax about it? what's gonna happen if you worry? Are you growing stronger with anxieties? Is this what's meant by society? relax, It's not over yet something brand new is coming you won't be ready for it so why not just relax about it?

chicken bacon steak these things are great put them on my plate thank you

The Way is the thing I think about was how to become but that part was done for me but the thing to think about was how to be good but that part was not for me but the thing to think about was how to be a man but I was weaker then The Way is the thing I think about how do I make myself become the parts that are better than me how do I make myself become the better me that I can see forming how do I make myself become I dont, its not me it never was it was always The Way

Ongoing perpetuity everlasting eternal never ending hope, faith and love, these all everlast but the greatest is love

(see Get up) Dont' worry brother You will find rest after all this but for now please, get back up

There is a King, who some know of - the Greatest King is He. He sits upon His throne up high, and everything - He sees. He loves the land He’s over, for it’s one He built with care. He fashioned it with passion and His heart is found in there. His heart is not for the shining star or for vast continents, But for His dearest subjects that are His true intent. In the land a strife arose from men who wanted to be king. They deceived themselves and lost their right to that very thing. They shout loudly to the sky “we’re cut off, and hate you dear old dad” And the King, with a sorrowed tear replies “your Evil makes me sad” They setup shop and claim a land and call it all their own, But the seeds of their undoing are already well sown. They clamor about in ignorance and name themselves a king, One unlike the One up high who does see everything. They gather arms and swear they’ll win, in vanity they thrust, Against the very King they loved the one they used to Trust. And so the Good and Mighty King set forth upon the land, that a wall shall be erected between His Loved Ones and them. And next in Might He does proclaim throughout all the lands, That should they come up to His Gate that He would make amends. His heart is for His handiwork, the highest of all craft. That if they should turn from Evil He would return them by a graft. A rejoining to His family is what He offers still. Yet those same vain men shout “I’ll die upon this hill” A call for reconciliation before the King sets forth, Yet still they cling to Evil, and their kings of little worth. So though it grieves the King and, though they will not yield, He decides for His children that He will be their shield, One last call that all can come is sent upon the lands, Yet still, the men of Evil will not ‘wash their hands’ The die gets cast, the stage is set and the time for the Sword draws nigh... Those same men raise a challenge again and spit into His eye, The goodly King in His might, ushers forth decree One last plea, and a little time - then Justice they must see. For all that turn, no matter what He lets inside the wall, Yet to see the Gate inside they must first Trust on His Call. The small king raise his fist to heaven and and swears he’ll rise above’ Again he screams ‘I hate you father and I reject your very Love’ He’s claiming that he is noble and that he is a just king Writhing in delusion he knows no proper thing Another shout ‘I’m a god, and my men, they are too’ One last call that all can come is sent upon the lands, Yet still, the men of Evil will not ‘wash their hands’ The die gets cast, the stage is set and the time for the Sword draws nigh... Those same men raise a challenge again and spit into His eye, The goodly King in His might, ushers forth decree One last plea, and a little time - then Justice they must see. For all that turn, no matter what He lets inside the wall, Yet to see the Gate inside they must first Trust on His Call. The small king raise his fist to heaven and and swears he’ll rise above’ Again he screams ‘I hate you father and I reject your very Love’ He’s claiming that he is noble and that he is a just king Writhing in delusion he knows no proper thing Another shout ‘I’m a god, and my men, they are too’ The King sat back on His throne and laughed for a time or two, Now, understand, the One above, that Good and Mighty King, He cannot truly be challenged by any created thing, Men who’s love is Evil are all about the place, Vying for relevance and status in a fallen race, The kingdoms that they build are really stubble at best, And the Loved Ones of the King will one day be at rest: And because they Loved Him, they plead for something more, That Great King said a word, and the small king was no more...

hey dont look at me im embarrassed she talked to me and I can think now what do you say to a realy lady? She's got style and this woman's got a way I tell you of all the things she's my favorite it's not my fault and I'm not just kickin' salt someone way up high must've made this creature here!

(see Don't look at me) .... I tell you of all the things she's my favorite it's not my fault and I'm not just kickin' salt someone way up high must've made this creature here!

(see Something I forgot) ... I wonder if your near me Are you near me? Everything here is moving towards death, dirt and rust The air outside, it was magical I remembered all those times and feel tragic now I'll get by because your not really gone But for now you are invisible I'm so sad that you are invisible There was something I forgot that was dear to me I remember it all briefly when you're near me I wonder if you fear me Do you fear me?

What are you guys thinking over here? I hear the wierdest things What are you guys saying over here? All I'm hearing is confusion Hey! Whatever happened to keeping it simple, man? Hey! What are you guys on about? Hey! Whatever happened to keeping it simple, man? - Let's keep it simple, my friend