"A Quick Out" lyrics

On this journey, my life finds unfamiliar songs to sing
New ways to truly feel
New gifts to use and bring aspects turning
Sitting on the front porch of heaven
Wondering if it's even real
Wondering if it's okay to breathe
Slightly sitting humble by the thought of forgiveness
As a form of embrace
As a way to run away
Slightly fumble through the plot of constant viciousness as I turn back to sustenance
And realize that all along I just needed grace
So I ask, why do I crave this sense of immense jubilance
It's comforting to pretend that when I die, this whole world will end
So I'll finally step back and meander to explain this
It's easier to lose precious time if I keep my ego fed
So I fell into the trap that winning is more important than being right in the end
But I don't wanna be right, I wanna do my best to be effective

So don't slip
There's ice on the stairs and we're equipped to endure the worst but I don't think any of us care
So don't say you weren't warned when you're swallowed by a pride you thought you could control the whole entire time
Because, when someone hurt me and got away with it, I spent years trying to get even with the world
And realized too late that it's not about getting even
It's about understanding what will be unfurled and healing those scars so I can find freedom

But once I learned that, I was already in the deep end
And I lost who I was