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I Remember Love


 

I can see the past as if it were the first few minutes after waking from a dream.

I can see it all, the ins and outs and everything between.

 

I can remember late nights

3:36 a.m.

Blaring bright lights

A liter of vodka in my hand

 

3/4 a bottle later

Trying to go home

You know, Home is always too far away.

When you're drunk and you're stoned

 

I lay down in front of a church

Only one thought in my head

I'm thinking, "if god really existed,

I wonder what he would have said.

If He had really died for my sake.

If in three days, He was awake.

There's no possible way. I mean,

There's nothing I can say."

 

Because when my pride is awake,

My every action would forsake

Every part of His plan

I just didn't understand

 

I can remember late nights

4:58

I woke up in screams

Because my heart couldn't take

 

The emptiness inside

There was No place left to hide

My thoughts weren't at peace

I was troubled, to say the least

 

I would cry out to Him

I'd be wanting for an end

I'd be begging for forgiveness

Because my heart wasn't His

 

Now I remember redemption 

And I remember the cross

And I remember the last breath

The one that had saved us all

 

And I remember the fire I felt

On that very first night

I could see His light

And I wouldn't put up a fight

 

Because I remembered a vow

And as He said my name,

From that moment on,

I knew I'd never be the same

 

Like first time He spoke to me

Just as clear as day

He said, “You tend to consume the things

That would cause you pain”

 

At that moment I said

“Lord, even as I am,

You alone have my heart

And I’ll do anything I can

 

To make you smile

And to make you proud

From this day forward

I’ll be your loving child”

 

Now all my sights are

Pinned on the one above

I don't just remember sacrifice,

But I also remember love

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