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There is no actual searching of the soul, nor the seeking of God within the safe and hollow grounds of intellectual discourse. God is not found when sought after as a hobby or an extracurricular activity or a means to a fulfilling career or sense of “destiny."

There are canyons of difference between prayer that is engaged as a culturally conditioned discipline (or a means towards self-fulfillment), and prayer that is the byproduct of a desperate involuntary falling on one’s knees in exasperation and discontent.

I wanted to write a song that was more honest to biblical portrayals of lament and desolation. What did Israel sing when God forsook them to be exiled in the land of Babylon on account of their stubborn unfaithfulness? How did David deal with the inconsolable shame of raping his own soldier’s wife?

After establishing the theme of painfully honest theological reflection, the second track of the album takes you to the place of stomach churning deep seeded emptiness and want.

That place when you are the lone drowning heart in the center of the ocean in absolute need of rescue… that place of full-scale spiritual poverty… that place when your imagination of God is far too small to save you... the place where the search for God really begins.

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i was convinced
this time the boundaries
were far back behind me
never in my dreams, had i
wandered this far

i used to wrestle
my shame with my pride
persuading myself that my
heart was alive, but this time
it's so quiet

oh this crown
weighs heavier now
here, i've built
a foundationless house

and its quiet
my voice and my will,
they won't speak
my resolve
like the heart in my chest
starts to sink
and the sorrow of promises
i have unkept
swallows me

look how this picture
with fire once painted
rests on the wall
like a memory faded
in time
i might be free

ten thousand songs
i have sung with the rest
only to find out
under my breath
there lies
a pretender instead

far too quick
my passionate vows
and i can't keep
my innocence now

its so loud
all these voice inside
they won’t keep
all these
secrets of mine
till my death follow me
now my heart is exploding
with all the
affliction i need

paint me
deeper now
deeper now
deeper now
and i will go

la da da la da da da...

all accusations
and curses aside
i need a savior
much bigger than mine
which i,
can hardly imagine

i feel the breaking
under my feet
maybe this sorrow’s
my portal to breathe
my knees
are touching the ground

now these wounds
are starting to bleed
scared to death
could i believe

credits

from Miles and Miles: Songs from the Strange and Foreign Land of North Carolina, released April 29, 2015

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