Father

When the light falls upon my failures and my sight gets a little foggy
I go blind enough to turn away from you
I often stumble in my foolishness and I gamble with my eternity.
Like an addict I can’t let go of my desires.
But, if I call you father,
will you call me your son?
And if I run from your love,
won’t you chase me down.
Won’t you chase me down
and bring me back to you.
My heart’s beating, it doesn’t fit inside my chest.
I am seeing that you have always known what’s best
I am stubborn, hard-headed like a mule.
Go and soften my rotten filthy mind.
And I wonder why I’d ever waste my time
trying to be a slave to this broken crooked world.
Your words they move like poetry molding me until I made new.
When I called you father,
you called me your son.
And when I ran from your love,
Oh you chased me down.
Oh you chased me down
and brought me back to you.