long road (to nowhere)

there's a feeling that I get
You're not done with me yet
i go to bed at night feeling lost
it's dangerous i know
i could go out on my own
run away and never come back

'cuz faith feels more like murder
and these little deaths keep hurting

'cuz it's a long road to nowhere
there's a good chance i'll get there
but as long as You're beside me
home is where I'll be

there's a place inside of me
where i've never quite believed
that change was something good
and always welcome
and here it is i'm torn
i'm an ancient being born
and a hole inside my heart
that's always bare

'cuz faith feels just like murder
these little deaths keep hurting

it's a long road to nowhere
there's a good chance i'll get there
but as long as You're beside me
home is where i'll be

so what about tomorrow?
here and gone like yesterday
i am no one real to fake it
in daily dying, i'm scarce and afraid

it's a long road to nowhere
there's a good chance i'll get there
but as long as You're beside me
home is where i'll be

-eric peters-

save something for grace

midnight at the stroke of noon
when the lights go down
and it's you against you
quiet eyes in a blaze of shame
like a beast of burden you could never tame

we try to be holy without being human first...

save something for grace
she's raising the sky
save something for faith
there's hope still in her eyes
save something for grace

hopeless one, can't you see
past your bitter heart
because you mean the world to me
moonlight's never been so near
you came into this world
with a ransom for your fears

we try to be holy without being human first...

save something for grace
she's raising the sky
save something for faith
there's hope still in her eyes
save something for grace

we live as though mercy were frail
and forgiveness merely a tale
we condemn ourselves to a fault
when we fail, when we fall
we find we're human after all

save something for grace
she's raising the sky
save something for faith
there's hope still in her eyes
save something for grace...

-eric peters-

Tomorrow

wake me up when the day is over
for I cannot bear the noise
put me to sleep in silent whispers
inside of God's own voice
is this the feeling of redemption
or the shoulders of despair?
and since I fear tomorrow
please come and meet me there

angel of tomorrow
say a prayer tonight
when we find ourselves alone
afraid of being known
and holding on for life

like a dream that comes to haunt you
and you've nowhere left to hide
God collect the tears like water
and turn them into wine
after all the noise is gone
like prayers left to die
i scarce can take it in
so where do I begin
to trust You in my life?

angel of tomorrow
say a prayer tonight
when I find myself alone
afraid of being known
and holding on for life

it's a paralyzing fear
cold to the touch yet so sincere

angel of tomorrow
please say a prayer tonight
when we find ourselves alone
afraid of being known
and holding on for life...

-eric peters-
-"tomorrow"-