I've got to climb to the top Never stop, until I reach it Until I feel that I'm good And that I'm in control Of life and my thought When I'm not, I still preach it Because they're all going to see If I start to fall or lose control. I'm losing control... of this I've been balancing on suspended pianos And trying to appear composed It makes the loudest noise when they begin to crash With eyes on me, I force a laugh You come to me and set me free I cross arms across my chest This is not a gift I can accept But I appreciate the sentiment I've worked too hard for rightousness To just lay down while you hand me this And put my faith in something you call grace... from you. I've been lost inside a cave without a lantern At every sound I start to run I feel my way around the dark without a pattern If I would wait you'd come To rescue me and show the way I cross arms across my chest This is not a gift I can accept But I appreciate the sentiment I've worked too hard for rightousness To just lay down while you hand me this And put my faith in something you call grace... from you. [From you] I've been trying to learn what is from you. Because I've been trying to earn what is freely given. Every sound that you Try to just refuse Does it give and take? Keeps it in my face And tell me that this blood Was shed in vain.