Woorden: Disciple. Horseshoes & Handgrenades. Collision.

The calm that comes before this rage
Love that conquers all this hate
Sweaty hands that hold on tight
Far too late to stop this life

Strip this away if that's what it takes
I'm ready to break

Lean forward, I'm bracing for collision
Run faster, I'm chasing Your collision

The shattered pieces in my eyes
Sweet comfort has passed me by
Wings no longer spread in flight
Far too late to stop this dive

Strip this away if that's what it takes
I'm ready to break

Lean forward, I'm bracing for collision
Run faster, I'm chasing Your collision
Lean forward, I'm bracing for collision
Run faster, I'm chasing Your collision

I'm not running away, I'm not running away
I'm chasing, I'm chasing You

Strip this away if that's what it takes
I'm ready to break

Lean forward, I'm bracing for collision
Run faster, I'm chasing Your collision
Lean forward, I'm bracing for collision
Run faster, I'm chasing Your collision