SHXNDA (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Vapors in the wind

Can you have grace on us fragile men

And heal the painful seeds we sow

As we learn to walk this way

Unveil the depths of love

That raises dead and

Lays to waste our shame

Say they follow the way

Truth and the life

Till that body dead in the street

Don't look white

And ignore the way our

Lives are truly stolen

Cold to the cries of

Injustice in front of their eyes

But warm the pews on

Every Sunday morning

Hug ya neighbor tell'em God is love

But can't seem to find

their neighbor after the service

They don't like that

In fact watch'em fight back

The moment they see

That word in front of

Lives matter says black

Like they don't believe

One day we'll all bend a knee

Not to a nation

Not to a flag

But the creator of everything

You could conceive

Like the God you say you worship

Didn't bleed

For the last, the lost, the least

The children you throw into cages

The desperate you see on the streets

All praying for the day

When They See Us

Until then

I guess America's a

Better god than Jesus

Vapors in the wind

Can you have grace on us fragile men

And heal the painful seeds we sow

As we learn to walk this way

Unveil the depths of love

That raises dead and

Lays to waste our shame

Too many names

Too many bodies dead

on the pavement

Too many

Broken, displaced

Starving, alone, abused

Ignored and addicted

I don't think I can take this anymore

I want to believe you'll return

One day with healing for

Every tribe nation and tongue

But how can I hold on

When the silence of those

Who say they

Love you the loudest

Is deafening my heart

The only God

They worship is the side

They lean on

Like Jesus' arms

Didn't stretch to the right and the left

On that cross

Like we ain't one

Like we ain't loved

Like we ain't called

Together to overcome

I pray your kingdom comes

Your will done

That we walk humbly

Love mercy and be just

Cause even with these feet on our necks

We still fight with all the

Hope that we have to look up.

Vapors in the wind

Can you have grace on us fragile men

And heal the painful seeds we sow

As we learn to walk this way

Unveil the depths of love

That raises dead and

Lays to waste our shame