Lyrics

Take a Drive, To:
Written by JEREMIAH BLIGEN

Hook a:
Trees pass as the speed mounts,
Breeze breathes on the dash I’m,
Leaned back, Eyes straight though I’m zoned out,
Mind high, I’m travelling down all routes,
Speed Bumps, Smoothed, No need to brake,
Hi Beam Lights Bright, to see me through,
Cruise,
I take drives to clear my mind,
To clear my sight, I’ll take a drive, TO.

Verse 1:
Fresh off the stage,
First male in my line to Graduate.
Trying to navigate the hurdles,
While running the Race,
Full Time Grind,
Working, Schooling, and service,
Expanding the Fam, and (Famine)
Starve Idol (Idle) Worship (Warship),
Kitty Hawking through the rubble left behind to me, (the Kitty Hawk is a decommissioned US Naval Ship)
Eyes Fixed, Led by the divine in me.
Though life dealt a (Delta) bad hand, united in faith,
Depend upon the Spirit to manage the freight,
Wait (Weight).
Maybe I’m out of my mind,
To, even believe there is a divine,/
Maybe all that there is, is by happenstance,
And purpose, is a contrived, myth of the mind,/
Maybe the elements convened and mastered a plan,
Determined perfect combinations and created air,/
Exact distance from the sun, Gravitational Excellence,
In architecture, Orchestrated an Atmosphere./
and footprints imprint,
Isn’t minted for cause,/
And Hope, Peace, Love,
Just raised of Oz,/
To have a diamond of a heart, is relative,
Family, there are no rules to this game of Cards,/
Maybe the best and worst here,
Is heaven and hell,
And those sentenced have no way out,/
bound, stuck in the darkness,
Cant Pray Out,/
Cause they Preyed On
perhaps the Light Switch is Out./

Hook b:
Maybe forgiveness is a lie,
healed hearts just psychological transference /
To an extravagant dream of something better,
And moral code, manufactured as a deterrent. /
Maybe there’s no detergent, it’s all fabricated,
And life, is meant for self to thrive and nothing more, /
Do me, my pleasure exasperated, trust none,
Worship I, for I am Lord./
God.

Verse 2:
Maybe I would be out of my mind,
Not to believe there is a divine,
Maybe all there is, isn’t happenstance,
And purposeless life, is just fruit of rebellious design,
Maybe the master had a plan,
Convened the elements,
an immaculate combination, he created air, shaped,
Light strict distance from earth, mathematical perfection,
And Coordinated time and space.
Maybe the Chair that I sit in,
The car that I’m driving,
Its Craftsmanship, Make, Model screams creator,
Duh right? Yeah Like, common sense,
Maybe the same sense says creations the same.
Maybe the best of the earth is worst that the bowels of Heaven,
And the worst of earth better than the bliss of Hell,
Maybe its not relative, we adopted a lie,
And Listening to with the Joker got us on a ledge, well,
Maybe we all cry, and we all hurt,
At times don’t understand,
Misinterpret its worth.
Listen,
Maybe there is a balm,
That in time, soothes the pain,
But leaves the scar,
So we could remember its name.
tragedies fall,
And reasons are absent,
sometimes Comfort is the only answer.
So yeah, maybe Im out of my mind,
But Ill always believe upon the divine!
Maybe a battered and broken kid from the southside,
Can see his heart pried,
Open wide, before them Z’s caught him slippin
Unrepentant, death sentenced, On that darkside.
And he aint have to earn it he loved him
His mercy it covered and lifted all the burdens the struggle,
There for every breathing creature for it is surgery, bludgeoned,
By the Spirit of God through sacrifice in Jesus we’re covered,
Maybe in Jesus we’re covered, not another,
Just, maybe, the hand dealt, leads to a win,
If we would only get in to the right game,
Don’t play with Hearts, when we’re on spades,
Solitaire or Uno, when it’s Pairs, wait
Maybe the light switch is out but we can change the bulb,
And that Light, can penetrate the Night his blood
Gives peace and strength,
Let his love anoint,
Or maybe all those maybe’s made you miss the point:
Its Faith.
By Grace He’ll see that we live,
But they come must believe that he is, first.

Hook a:
Trees pass as the speed mounts,
Breeze breathes on the dash I’m,
Leaned back, Eyes straight though I’m zoned out,
Mind high, I’m travelling down all routes,
Speed Bumps, Smoothed, No need to brake,
Hi Beam Lights Bright, to see me through,
Cruise,
I take drives to clear my mind,
To clear my sight, I’ll take a drive, TO.