Focus

The Hieroglyphics of this age
Melt away as you turn, turn the page
Obstructions in your view
Drift away, away in spite of you
Technicalities of your faith
Break Sacrament’s Cup before you taste
You feel you can’t pray
If you’re facing west
You feel they don’t believe
If the water doesn’t reach the neck
But He’s the Son of God
The same in every heart
So shed these rules and
Schools of restricted thought
You’re warmed by the flames of sin
Warmed by the nails they hammered in
A self-righteous attitude
Never saved a soul «Now that’s news to you»
Turn from your narrow mind
Join hands with your brothers and sisters in Christ
You feel you can’t pray
If you’re facing west
You feel they don’t believe
If the water doesn’t reach the neck
But He’s the Son of God
The same in every heart
So shed these rules and
Schools of restricted thought
Got to focus
Yeah focus
Come on focus