Living in the same town For all these years Doing the same old things Hanging with the same crowd And it’s starting to get crippling You’ve never felt in place And you tell yourself it’s all okay But something’s different today You want to run the opposite way
And it seems like you’re locked in a cage And you need to find a way of escape When everyone is setting the pace It’s okay to run the opposite way
The Father sent His Son down The light of men The cross He bore was crippling Rejected in His own town They couldn’t see the sun shining He knelt in the garden and prayed Father, let this cup pass from me It’s not Your will for me to stay Your will for me is the opposite way
And it seemed like He was locked in a cage And He couldn’t find away of escape But through the cross He conquered the grave My Jesus ran the opposite way
Oh, and through the cross He conquered the grave Oh, He ran the opposite way Yeah, through the cross He conquered the grave So you could run the opposite way
Compositores: Dayton Mooring Leeland, Jack Anthony Mooring, Michael Dewayne Smith Ii, William Jacob Holtz ECAD: Obra #5699801