Letra de «Personal Revolution»
Freedom from the past
Didn't last through time
Things don't change
Because I pretend they're fine
Do I flip the switch
To give myself a happy life
To be a happy man
In a happy home with a happy wife?
Jesus, if you came To give life abundantly Then how do You respond To all the pretense that You see? Do I break Your heart By all the faking that I do? There are so many places I haven't let You into I'm so tired of all these easy solutions I can't stand it, they're nothing but dеnial I think I need a personal revolution How can I expеct the heart to sing When I don't let the soul ever feel anything?
Some have known the cruel touch From a trusted man It's like pain and pleasure Walking hand in hand Like a clown in makeup laughing You might've never read their face But buried in their soul Is a dark and painful place
The mind must know What the soul can endure So it locks up tight In the face of what's impure The wounded heart Must be gently understood If it's ever to reveal The incidents of childhood
I'm so tired of all these easy solutions I can't stand it, they're nothing but denial I think I need a personal revolution How can I expect the heart to sing When I don't let the soul ever feel anything? Whatever the pain Today it's just as real We don't talk about it We don't trust and we don't feel Are we so afraid If our soul was ever known Nobody would love us We'd be rejected and all alone?
If we continue to pretend The pain will never end To pretend that we are fine Is a trick of the mind Do I turn my back on God When I speak honestly? Though I'm quick admit The problem is me, that's right
I'm so tired of all these easy solutions I can't stand it, they're nothing but denial I think I need a personal revolution How can I expect the heart to sing When I don't let the soul ever feel anything? When I push the pain down and I hide it away I'm storing up trouble for another day Personal, personal revolution I don't want to, don't want to Don't want to live this way anymore Personal, personal revolution There's a change, there's a change a-coming A-coming down the road Personal, personal revolution I need a great, big personal revolution...
Jesus, if you came To give life abundantly Then how do You respond To all the pretense that You see? Do I break Your heart By all the faking that I do? There are so many places I haven't let You into I'm so tired of all these easy solutions I can't stand it, they're nothing but dеnial I think I need a personal revolution How can I expеct the heart to sing When I don't let the soul ever feel anything?
Some have known the cruel touch From a trusted man It's like pain and pleasure Walking hand in hand Like a clown in makeup laughing You might've never read their face But buried in their soul Is a dark and painful place
The mind must know What the soul can endure So it locks up tight In the face of what's impure The wounded heart Must be gently understood If it's ever to reveal The incidents of childhood
I'm so tired of all these easy solutions I can't stand it, they're nothing but denial I think I need a personal revolution How can I expect the heart to sing When I don't let the soul ever feel anything? Whatever the pain Today it's just as real We don't talk about it We don't trust and we don't feel Are we so afraid If our soul was ever known Nobody would love us We'd be rejected and all alone?
If we continue to pretend The pain will never end To pretend that we are fine Is a trick of the mind Do I turn my back on God When I speak honestly? Though I'm quick admit The problem is me, that's right
I'm so tired of all these easy solutions I can't stand it, they're nothing but denial I think I need a personal revolution How can I expect the heart to sing When I don't let the soul ever feel anything? When I push the pain down and I hide it away I'm storing up trouble for another day Personal, personal revolution I don't want to, don't want to Don't want to live this way anymore Personal, personal revolution There's a change, there's a change a-coming A-coming down the road Personal, personal revolution I need a great, big personal revolution...
