i lay it all down
for the cost of heaven
i lay it all down
for the heart of heaven
i lay it all down
i lay it all down
i lay it all down
for the cost of who he is
i lay it all down
i want to sing to the maker
in the language of the first love
i want to sing it all
and let it all come down around me
be glad in God and the one who made me
i want to be a little bird in his sight
i want to be the littlest one in the kingdom
nothing will make me holier than his presence
break it all down around me
break it all down
break it all down around me
i want to be within his heart
i want to be in his will
i want to be the one with whom he is in love with
i want to be his lover
the barking dogs of religiosity
interested in their own appearance
lay it all down to the one who birthed me
let me be the one who loves me
i have a legitimate birth
i have fun in who you are
he is my fiery defender
he is not my refuse but my refuge
the all important loves that i have
the all important loves that used to be
are now shit in his eyes
how hard it is to throw it all away
it is easier to give up my shit
for the joy of who he is
he is my healer
he is my redeemer
my joy and my song
Copyright 2004 by pauly hart
