Quick comes the hailstorm and violent are the lights that crack the sky. I am under whelmed since I’m known for my exaggeration. Rubber meets the road and fights to remain close before I hydroplane and lose control…Slick ‘comes the asphalt. The road is wide this road of life. Pumping brakes seems so useless since I’m known for my acceleration. I find the sense to lose it all as I take my hands off the wheel…I’ll become victorious. If I’m a fool I’ll become glorious. By the blood of One my freedom comes. We all need freedom from our…I lose control and hope for best. If I try my best I’ll lose all hope. But Your grip is strong!…I’ll become victorious. If I’m a fool I’ll become glorious. By the blood of One my freedom comes. We all need freedom from our lives!



Behind the Song:
“The media tells me to take the bull by the horns, to take control of my life, etc. and here I am deciding to trust in something I can’t see??? Sounds a little crazy... if people want to run their own lives into the ground that’s up to them. For me, I want freedom even if I seem like a fool.” - Geoff