Psalm 137

© 2005 David White

 

By the rivers of Babylon,
there we sat down
yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion
For they that carried us away required of us a song
saying, "Sing us one of the songs of Zion"

O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed;
Happy shall he be,
Happy shall he be,
that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones
Happy shall he be,
Happy shall he be

Filthy Rags

© 2005 David White

Well, what can I say?
I'm feeling Okay
I strike another pose
in my "fancy" clothes
but when you look you're so amazed
to see...

Filthy rags
Filthy rags
Filthy rags
 

Well, what can I say?
I guess we have different taste
I straighten up my tie
try to justify
my shallow masquerade
still its...

Left Behind

© 2005 David White

Save me
come and save me
never wave and say you gave me your best shot
Take me
won't you take me
don't forsake me babe and make me stay and rot

'cause I'm in some kind of bind

left behind

Yeah, I might go out of my mind

if I was left behind

Unchain me

come unchain me

free the rein that has constrained me for too long
Precede me
please precede me
won't you lead me babe I need to tag along

'cause I'm in some kind of bind

left behind

I'm just not the kind

who can say I'll be just fine

if I was left behind

Not gonna last
I'm fading fast
it's a grim forecast
Won't take much time

to pass my prime

it should be a crime

if I was left behind

Shower Serenade

© 2005 David White

I'm almost home,
I'm feeling certain
I can almost taste it now
I'm in a zone
'till I pull back that curtain
and I grab a towel

Streams of water splash against my skin

cleansing me once again

The filth and stench make me feel less than human

here that's all forgotten

Wash away all the sweat and slime
Sanitize me now
Rinse away all that dirt and grime
as only you know how

 

Streams of water splash against my skin

cleansing me once again

The filth and stench make me feel all too human

here that's all forgotten

Those Three Little Words (radio edit)

© 2005 David White / Phillip James

We've come a long way baby, it's hard to believe
Once upon a time so young, so naive
Now I think we've finally come to the day
Those three little words, it's time for me to say;

I don't know...

I used to know so much more yesterday
Where I once saw black and white I now see shades of grey
I'm coming clean, posturing is for the birds
All I have to offer are those three little words

I don't know
as much as I hate to admit
I don't know
sometimes the pieces don't seem to fit

I don't know

you know it all, you're full of it

I don't know
feels kinda good now to admit
I don't know
I can't make the pieces fit

I don't know

you know it all, you're full of it

Proud 2B Humble

© 2005 David White

I'm proud  to be humble
I'm cocky and sure
that I'll never stumble
for vanity's allure
Though others may crumble
I stand safe and secure
I'm proud to be humble
unpretentious and pure

I'm proud to be humble
and let me just warn
those who may mumble
as they scoff and they scorn
I'll never grumble
I'll keeping tooting my horn

I'm proud to be humble

I'm glad I was born

I'm heading for heaven
on the top I reside
Out of ten, I'm eleven
'cause my ego's denied
I don't fall for the leaven
that puffs up with pride
I'm proud to be humble
it warms me inside

I'm proud to be humble
it warms me inside

Another Brand New Day

© 2002 David White

Made up your mind
saying “not this time”
you don’t want to hear no more
Complacently
holding on to the
way it had been done before

Won’t let go
saying “no no no”
in your mind the case is closed
Stuck in the mud
You’ve become a dud
Baby don’t be so hard-nosed

Kiss goodbye
to yesterday
today’s a brand new day
I don’t deny
It’s hard to say
today’s a brand new day

Dropped the ball
maybe just missed a call
feel like throwing up your hands
Life gets rough
baby just don’t give up
‘cause you’ve got another chance

Kiss goodbye
to yesterday
today’s a brand new day
Please don’t cry
We all make mistakes
today’s a brand new day

Help My Unbelief (mark 9:24)

© 2005 David White

I can't see you with my eyes
I can't put my hands in your sides
I can't hear you with my ears
I can't prove your existence to my peers

Your intricate design confounds
can't wrap my mind around the endless motif

But your grace abounds in spite of me

and somehow I believe, help my unbelief

My frailty has failed me

I need your grace and charity
Please help me as I limp along
if your strength is in my weakness, you are strong
 

I don't pretend to comprehend the grays

In the dark I'm left to grope

Faith I depend on to transcend the haze

Against the odds, it gives me hope

Our Worship

© 2005 David White

Alone, enticed and scarred
Alone it's twice as hard
to not succumb
Together we belong

Together we are strong

why don't you come

Let's fill our lips

with worship
Let's offer him

our worship

Have an open mind
Let's leave the world behind
for awhile
As you turn your thoughts above
you're feeling lots of love

and a smile

This is not a test

no, God is not impressed

by a show

Simply be yourself

Don't worry 'bout no one else

Just let it flow

 

Loosen your grip

and let it rip

Let's fill our lips

with worship

Get out on a limb

don't hold it in

Let's offer him

Our Worship

 

No More

© 2005 David White

Just when I start to think that maybe it's our chance to soar

no more, no more
I never thought you'd leave me baby, we had such good rapport

no more, no more

You called up my phone

When I got home
I should've known
and saw through your phony tone
And so we go
you buy me some joe
next thing I know
you're out the door
saying "no more"

I should of

saw it your eyes
heard it in your sighs
revealing the disguise
of your goodbyes
as you leave for bluer skies
saying it's a bore
become a chore
and you don't want to do it no more

baby no more

Each time I'm picking up the pieces
my will decreases
just a little more
Somehow I always seem to manage
but this time the damage
is hard to ignore
 

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