More songs by Josiah Queen
Description
Sometimes thoughts sound louder than any music - especially those that whisper about our own uselessness. We have no strength, our hands drop, and even the sky seems deaf.
But suddenly, a voice breaks through this inner noise - strict and warm at the same time. It's as if someone is reminding you: you are important, you are loved, and your value has long been proven - even before all the mistakes and doubts. In this song, pain collides with faith, and for a second it becomes clear: darkness cannot compete with light if you don't stop hearing it.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Watch your mouth boy
Don’t you talk like that
The holes inside my hands show
You have all my love
I know that I’m not good enough
No, I will never measure up
My hands are about to fold
It’s hard to get up out of bed
I look up to the sky and say I’m done
I’m done
And He said
Watch your mouth boy
Don’t you talk like that
The holes inside my hands show
You have all my love
You’re my child
The apple of my eye
The holes inside my side show
You have all my love
So why would you live life
Like you weren’t worth me dying for
My dearest of apologies
The finding of the death of me
I found the Lord
I give up giving in the lies
I’m trading all my debts for life
I remember what You said to me