Minha oração (que o Kevin Prosch orou primeiro): Come Down.

Into my hands have come many things
You should be disappointed
For I have wasted most of these
My innocence and youth, I poured them out like water
And to think to you that I am
Still worth saving from the fire, God

Come down and meet with me
You make my day so sweet
Inflame my soul oh God, with a cry for purity
Like horses that are yoked, to the chariots of kings
Hook me up to Your heart, never to be free

Too many compromises to get me through the day
Help me make the choices, sometimes I am afraid
When I'm deaf to everything but the cry of my own pain
Give me the grace to trust You, I cannot walk away
Don't disappoint me God, not while I am
Not while I am trusting You again
If I fall down in darkness and this weakness comes to me

Hold the scepter out to come banging on Your door
I'm banging on Your door

Come down from the top of that mountain
Rise up from the bottom of the sea
I empty out the pockets of my life
With nothing to bring but my iniquities

I can't wait to lay my head down on Your breast
I want to see your face, kiss the nail marks in Your hands
People think you're just an image from a time so long ago
Not the God who I believe in whom re-aranged my world
Because the death and resurrection of Your beloved son
And the mystery of the cross, and the power of His blood
You changed the things about me I could not change myself
And You loved me in my sin, You're the God of all my help
And in my darkest hour, if weakness comes to me

Hold the scepter out to come banging on Your door
I'm banging on Your door

Come down from the top of that mountain
Rise up from the bottom of the sea
I empty out the pockets of my life
With nothing to bring but my iniquities

Come down oh Heavenly Father
Rise up on the inside of me
I empty out the pockets of my life
With nothing to bring but my iniquities

Speed up!

It’s ok if you wanna play pretend and do stupid, messing around with your own life. As if nothing really matters, as if you were 12 years old. Go baby, run with all the speed you can achieve with your head straight into that big wall called WRONG WAY. When you get there, you look in the very opposite direction, far, far away, you’ll see me. If it’s too far and you can’t see me, maybe you could hear my laughs, not related to you but to my very happiness... Though it’s just one day at a time, a person at a time, to construct or destroy whatever you want. So, way to go baby! Way to go!

A felicidade em um par de lábios.

Pra te fazer sorrir eu iria, até o fim do mundo, se te fizesse sorrir, eu iria. Pra te fazer sorrir, faria chover bolhas de sabão e rabiscaria todo o céu com gizes de cera coloridos e recadinhos engraçados nas tuas segundas e quarta-feiras. Pra te fazer sorrir... Pra te fazer sorrir, quase qualquer coisa! Mas essas são as coisas que a mim alegrariam. Os mistérios do teu rosto, do teu corpo, do teu querer, mistérios ainda me são. Mesmo assim pra te fazer sorrir eu vou tentar, mais uma, duas, três, milhares de vezes eu vou tentar. Mesmo sem nada jurar.

A minha necessidade de ti é maior. Difícil... Minha culpa. A minha necessidade de ti é maior do que caberia, e por isso mesmo eu não quero te deixar ir. Não quero, quero ainda tentar te fazer sorrir... Já não posso ser quem eu fui, e quem eu sou não será por muito tempo. Quero te encontrar... Te encontrar. Te fazer sorrir. Descobrir em ti, o que mostra os dentes e faz brilhar os olhos, o que te faz sentir como a pessoa que eu consigo ver.

Porque pra mim, pouco importa o mundo. Pouco importa o muito. Tenho em mim tudo que preciso pra construir o meu chão, mas um chão sem um céu... Não me interessa. Sonhadora, e até imatura, posso ser. Mas eu já sei o que quero. E só quero fazer sorrir.