Tuesday, August 28, 2012

THE NARROW WAY


Hear the sounding of the trumpets
They're taking orders from the mindless brigade
Rolling heads and dice 'til sunset
Put their faces on the coins that they trade
You know Jesus was an outlaw
He roused the rabble in the temple today
You can't buy your way to heaven
It's a narrow way

He heard the thunder in the mountains
He saw the fire called the struggling day
Felt the wind when it changed direction
Bending sycamores along the way
You know Jesus was an outlaw
He stood his word on a mountain of clay
You can't make your way to heaven
It's a narrow way

Garden late past midnight
He calls his friends but they're asleep in the hay
Came an angel soft as satin
She says "The morning gonna bring a new day,
 Jesus you're an outlaw."
He says, "Now, cant you take this cup away?"
She says, "You'll find your place in heaven
It's a narrow way
You gotta open wide the gates
And find the narrow way."

Chris LeRoy © 2012
Published by New West Crash Music/ASCAP

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