OtR Jukebox to the Moon Tour setlist - by - favorite -lyric
When it comes to wanting what’s real, there’s no such thing as greed. Put your elbows on the table;
I'll listen long as I am able - there's nowhere I'd rather be. Like an ocean without waves, you're the movement that I crave. We’re so precarious with semantics. It takes good friction to make good heat.
I’m on a roll - I want the whole enchilada. Maybe you can solve, solve my mystery; wrap me in your arms and whisper you miss me. I make my confession; I make it in public. I hope that it’s helpful, that others can use it, that it’s more than my ego, and my need to abuse it.
(The Christmas bells rang out that day, oblivious as fools.)
Walk into the room with that curious grin; ain’t nobody need to know the actual shape I’m in - but oh, who’m I kiddin’ but me? And if I knew then I was older then, would I see regret to the last mile? What will I miss the most? Pray that I'm haunted by your ghost. I should love you less, but I can't I guess. Only God can save us now. And courage is a weapon we must use to find some life you can't refuse.
(He grins at the girls and they always grin back. He bets an old waltz he could get ‘em in the sack.)
Blessed Savior make me willing, and walk beside me. Feel the slip and the grip of grace again. Won’t you help us please? Help us find the words to pray to bring redemption day.
I'll listen long as I am able - there's nowhere I'd rather be. Like an ocean without waves, you're the movement that I crave. We’re so precarious with semantics. It takes good friction to make good heat.
I’m on a roll - I want the whole enchilada. Maybe you can solve, solve my mystery; wrap me in your arms and whisper you miss me. I make my confession; I make it in public. I hope that it’s helpful, that others can use it, that it’s more than my ego, and my need to abuse it.
(The Christmas bells rang out that day, oblivious as fools.)
Walk into the room with that curious grin; ain’t nobody need to know the actual shape I’m in - but oh, who’m I kiddin’ but me? And if I knew then I was older then, would I see regret to the last mile? What will I miss the most? Pray that I'm haunted by your ghost. I should love you less, but I can't I guess. Only God can save us now. And courage is a weapon we must use to find some life you can't refuse.
(He grins at the girls and they always grin back. He bets an old waltz he could get ‘em in the sack.)
Blessed Savior make me willing, and walk beside me. Feel the slip and the grip of grace again. Won’t you help us please? Help us find the words to pray to bring redemption day.