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"Big King and World Ruler civilization (1)".
Centuries.
You had land, water, people, machines—
and your command was:
“Work until you’re too tired to live.”
Move.
You had long enough.
[CROWD]
LONG ENOUGH!
LONG ENOUGH!
[CHANT]
Quem chegou?
[CROWD]
BIG KING KB!
Quem chegou?
[CROWD]
WORLD RULER SHER!
[VERSE 1 — BIG KING KB]
Walk in heavy, no permission requested,
Old system nervous, every weakness detected.
Built all the towers, left the family neglected,
Numbers going up while the people stay indebted.
Job, bill, loan, rent,
Whole life spent paying for existence.
Water by the river, still they charge admission,
Food in abundance, still they manufacture restriction.
I’m an engineer—show me where it broke,
Show me the metal, the machine, the code.
Sher saw the burden every mother had to hold,
I said, “Give me the plans—we gon’ build another road.”
Put the answer in the kitchen, workshop, water, land.
When the vision needs a body, I’m the one who makes it stand.
Big King KB—husband, father, building man.
[PRE-CHORUS — WORLD RULER SHER]
Eu vi a mãe cansada carregando a estrutura,
Eu vi o pai distante, preso numa vida dura.
Eu vi criança entrando num futuro sem resposta—
Sai da frente, porque a correção encosta!
[CROWD]
SAI DA FRENTE!
[CHORUS — BOTH]
ENTER BIG KING KB!
[CROWD]
KB! KB!
ENTER WORLD RULER SHER!
[CROWD]
SHER! SHER!
A vida não tá à venda,
Não tem pedágio pra existir.
Família forte, Terra viva,
Nossa hora é construir.
The correction entered the room,
Chegou, chegou—feel the whole ground move!
Life first, family first,
We don’t ask permission—we reverse the curse!
Husband and wife—
The new civilization is here!
[VERSE 2 — WORLD RULER SHER]
Don’t call me gentle when I’m naming the crime,
You stole the family’s strength, then sold back their time.
Made the mother your backup when your systems declined,
Made the father chase a wage while his children grew behind.
You gave the child a desk: “Prepare for your career.”
Never gave the child a reason to be glad that life is here.
You preserved every burden, passed it down another year—
I’m not painting cages, I’m dismantling the fear.
Não quero cadeira macia na prisão,
Nem planta no escritório escondendo exploração.
Tira o preço da água, tira o preço do pão,
Dá à nova família terra, casa e fundação.
Eu conheço essa luta, eu vivi dentro dela.
Agora a mãe não será emergência sem descanso.
World Ruler Sher chegou—
visão virando avanço.
[CHORUS — BOTH]
ENTER BIG KING KB!
[CROWD]
KB! KB!
ENTER WORLD RULER SHER!
[CROWD]
SHER! SHER!
A vida não tá à venda,
Não tem pedágio pra existir.
Família forte, Terra viva,
Nossa hora é construir.
The correction entered the room,
Chegou, chegou—feel the whole ground move!
Life first, family first,
We reverse the curse!
[VERSE 3 — BIG KING KB]
What machine cuts the stone?
What workshop shapes the frame?
What system catches rain?
What tool repairs again?
Sher says, “That life is wrong.”
I say, “What do
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Big King and World Ruler civilizatio
Centuries.
You had land, water, people, machines—
and your command was:
“Work until you’re too tired to live.”
Move.
You had long enough.
[CROWD]
LONG ENOUGH!
LONG ENOUGH!
[CHANT]
Quem chegou?
[CROWD]
BIG KING KB!
Quem chegou?
[CROWD]
WORLD RULER SHER!
[VERSE 1 — BIG KING KB]
Walk in heavy, no permission requested,
Old system nervous, every weakness detected.
Built all the towers, left the family neglected,
Numbers going up while the people stay indebted.
Job, bill, loan, rent,
Whole life spent paying for existence.
Water by the river, still they charge admission,
Food in abundance, still they manufacture restriction.
I’m an engineer—show me where it broke,
Show me the metal, the machine, the code.
Sher saw the burden every mother had to hold,
I said, “Give me the plans—we gon’ build another road.”
Put the answer in the kitchen, workshop, water, land.
When the vision needs a body, I’m the one who makes it stand.
Big King KB—husband, father, building man.
[PRE-CHORUS — WORLD RULER SHER]
Eu vi a mãe cansada carregando a estrutura,
Eu vi o pai distante, preso numa vida dura.
Eu vi criança entrando num futuro sem resposta—
Sai da frente, porque a correção encosta!
[CROWD]
SAI DA FRENTE!
[CHORUS — BOTH]
ENTER BIG KING KB!
[CROWD]
KB! KB!
ENTER WORLD RULER SHER!
[CROWD]
SHER! SHER!
A vida não tá à venda,
Não tem pedágio pra existir.
Família forte, Terra viva,
Nossa hora é construir.
The correction entered the room,
Chegou, chegou—feel the whole ground move!
Life first, family first,
We don’t ask permission—we reverse the curse!
Husband and wife—
The new civilization is here!
[VERSE 2 — WORLD RULER SHER]
Don’t call me gentle when I’m naming the crime,
You stole the family’s strength, then sold back their time.
Made the mother your backup when your systems declined,
Made the father chase a wage while his children grew behind.
You gave the child a desk: “Prepare for your career.”
Never gave the child a reason to be glad that life is here.
You preserved every burden, passed it down another year—
I’m not painting cages, I’m dismantling the fear.
Não quero cadeira macia na prisão,
Nem planta no escritório escondendo exploração.
Tira o preço da água, tira o preço do pão,
Dá à nova família terra, casa e fundação.
Eu conheço essa luta, eu vivi dentro dela.
Agora a mãe não será emergência sem descanso.
World Ruler Sher chegou—
visão virando avanço.
[CHORUS — BOTH]
ENTER BIG KING KB!
[CROWD]
KB! KB!
ENTER WORLD RULER SHER!
[CROWD]
SHER! SHER!
A vida não tá à venda,
Não tem pedágio pra existir.
Família forte, Terra viva,
Nossa hora é construir.
The correction entered the room,
Chegou, chegou—feel the whole ground move!
Life first, family first,
We reverse the curse!
[VERSE 3 — BIG KING KB]
What machine cuts the stone?
What workshop shapes the frame?
What system catches rain?
What tool repairs again?
Sher says, “That life is wrong.”
I say, “What do we build?”
Vision with implementation—
That’
Centuries.
You had land, water, people, machines—
and your command was:
“Work until you’re too tired to live.”
Move.
You had long enough.
[CROWD]
LONG ENOUGH!
LONG ENOUGH!
[CHANT]
Quem chegou?
[CROWD]
BIG KING KB!
Quem chegou?
[CROWD]
WORLD RULER SHER!
[VERSE 1 — BIG KING KB]
Walk in heavy, no permission requested,
Old system nervous, every weakness detected.
Built all the towers, left the family neglected,
Numbers going up while the people stay indebted.
Job, bill, loan, rent,
Whole life spent paying for existence.
Water by the river, still they charge admission,
Food in abundance, still they manufacture restriction.
I’m an engineer—show me where it broke,
Show me the metal, the machine, the code.
Sher saw the burden every mother had to hold,
I said, “Give me the plans—we gon’ build another road.”
Put the answer in the kitchen, workshop, water, land.
When the vision needs a body, I’m the one who makes it stand.
Big King KB—husband, father, building man.
[PRE-CHORUS — WORLD RULER SHER]
Eu vi a mãe cansada carregando a estrutura,
Eu vi o pai distante, preso numa vida dura.
Eu vi criança entrando num futuro sem resposta—
Sai da frente, porque a correção encosta!
[CROWD]
SAI DA FRENTE!
[CHORUS — BOTH]
ENTER BIG KING KB!
[CROWD]
KB! KB!
ENTER WORLD RULER SHER!
[CROWD]
SHER! SHER!
A vida não tá à venda,
Não tem pedágio pra existir.
Família forte, Terra viva,
Nossa hora é construir.
The correction entered the room,
Chegou, chegou—feel the whole ground move!
Life first, family first,
We don’t ask permission—we reverse the curse!
Husband and wife—
The new civilization is here!
[VERSE 2 — WORLD RULER SHER]
Don’t call me gentle when I’m naming the crime,
You stole the family’s strength, then sold back their time.
Made the mother your backup when your systems declined,
Made the father chase a wage while his children grew behind.
You gave the child a desk: “Prepare for your career.”
Never gave the child a reason to be glad that life is here.
You preserved every burden, passed it down another year—
I’m not painting cages, I’m dismantling the fear.
Não quero cadeira macia na prisão,
Nem planta no escritório escondendo exploração.
Tira o preço da água, tira o preço do pão,
Dá à nova família terra, casa e fundação.
Eu conheço essa luta, eu vivi dentro dela.
Agora a mãe não será emergência sem descanso.
World Ruler Sher chegou—
visão virando avanço.
[CHORUS — BOTH]
ENTER BIG KING KB!
[CROWD]
KB! KB!
ENTER WORLD RULER SHER!
[CROWD]
SHER! SHER!
A vida não tá à venda,
Não tem pedágio pra existir.
Família forte, Terra viva,
Nossa hora é construir.
The correction entered the room,
Chegou, chegou—feel the whole ground move!
Life first, family first,
We reverse the curse!
[VERSE 3 — BIG KING KB]
What machine cuts the stone?
What workshop shapes the frame?
What system catches rain?
What tool repairs again?
Sher says, “That life is wrong.”
I say, “What do we build?”
Vision with implementation—
That’
"Born for life".[Intro — English Lead, Low Arabic Voices]
I am not afraid of labour.
I am afraid of waking up
after thirty years
and finding out
that all of it disappeared.
[Arabic Voices]
البُسْتَان يَبْقَى
The orchard remains.
[Verse 1]
Morning comes, I owe my life again,
Run through the traffic, race against the rent.
Salary enters, bows its head and leaves,
The landlord takes it, then the lights, then what we eat.
I gave them Monday,
I gave them Tuesday,
I gave them every strongest hour.
But nothing’s growing,
Nothing’s waiting,
Nothing’s rising from the ground.
They call it progress—
But I arrive where I began.
Another month,
Another bill,
Another empty pair of hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
I will not pour my living years
Into a system with no roots.
Give me soil.
Give me water.
Give my children something true.
[Chorus]
The salary disappears—
But the orchard remains!
The bill comes back—
But the tree bears fruit again!
Let my labour become roots,
Let my effort carry names.
I will build what feeds tomorrow—
The salary disappears,
But the orchard remains!
[Arabic Post-Chorus]
الرَّاتِبُ يَخْتَفِي
وَالْبُسْتَانُ يَبْقَى
نَزْرَعُ الْيَوْمَ
وَيَحْصُدُ أَطْفَالُنَا غَدًا
عَمَلِي جُذُور
عَمَلِي مِيرَاث
The orchard remains!
البُسْتَانُ يَبْقَى!
[Verse 2]
I dig once—
The mango answers every season.
I build water—
Now the thirsty roots can drink.
I strengthen soil—
The next beginning starts much stronger.
I preserve the harvest—
Now December tastes like spring.
Bring the solar pumps,
Bring the mills,
Bring the dryers and the tools.
Let the machine lift the burden,
Not make corporations richer while the family loses food.
Why save labour for a company
But leave a mother breaking down?
Why protect the supermarket
While the village harvest rots upon the ground?
Turn the knowledge toward the household.
Turn the power toward the land.
Let technology return life
To ordinary human hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
I do not reject the working.
I reject beginning from zero.
I will not spend my whole existence
Buying back tomorrow.
[Chorus]
The salary disappears—
But the orchard remains!
The bill comes back—
But the tree bears fruit again!
Let my labour become roots,
Let my effort carry names.
I will build what feeds tomorrow—
The salary disappears,
But the orchard remains!
[Arabic Post-Chorus — Stronger]
لَنْ يَضِيعَ تَعَبِي بَعْدَ الْيَوْم
My labour will not disappear again.
نَبْنِي الْأَرْض
نَحْمِي الْمَاء
نَزْرَعُ الْحَيَاة
We build the land,
We guard the water,
We plant life!
[Breakdown — Drums and Crowd]
Lead:
What remains?
Crowd:
ROOTS!
Lead:
What returns?
Crowd:
FRUIT!
Lead:
Who inherits?
Crowd:
OUR CHILDREN!
Lead:
مَاذَا يَبْقَى؟
Crowd:
الْجُذُور!
Lead:
مَاذَا يَعُود؟
Crowd:
الثَّمَر!
Lead:
لِمَنْ نَبْنِي؟
Crowd:
لِأَطْفَالِنَا!
[Bridge — Emotional Rise]
I want to see where my strength went.
Leaves above me—
Shade around me—
Food upon the table.
I want my work to have a body.
Water moving—
Animals growing—
Full and living storeh
I am not afraid of labour.
I am afraid of waking up
after thirty years
and finding out
that all of it disappeared.
[Arabic Voices]
البُسْتَان يَبْقَى
The orchard remains.
[Verse 1]
Morning comes, I owe my life again,
Run through the traffic, race against the rent.
Salary enters, bows its head and leaves,
The landlord takes it, then the lights, then what we eat.
I gave them Monday,
I gave them Tuesday,
I gave them every strongest hour.
But nothing’s growing,
Nothing’s waiting,
Nothing’s rising from the ground.
They call it progress—
But I arrive where I began.
Another month,
Another bill,
Another empty pair of hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
I will not pour my living years
Into a system with no roots.
Give me soil.
Give me water.
Give my children something true.
[Chorus]
The salary disappears—
But the orchard remains!
The bill comes back—
But the tree bears fruit again!
Let my labour become roots,
Let my effort carry names.
I will build what feeds tomorrow—
The salary disappears,
But the orchard remains!
[Arabic Post-Chorus]
الرَّاتِبُ يَخْتَفِي
وَالْبُسْتَانُ يَبْقَى
نَزْرَعُ الْيَوْمَ
وَيَحْصُدُ أَطْفَالُنَا غَدًا
عَمَلِي جُذُور
عَمَلِي مِيرَاث
The orchard remains!
البُسْتَانُ يَبْقَى!
[Verse 2]
I dig once—
The mango answers every season.
I build water—
Now the thirsty roots can drink.
I strengthen soil—
The next beginning starts much stronger.
I preserve the harvest—
Now December tastes like spring.
Bring the solar pumps,
Bring the mills,
Bring the dryers and the tools.
Let the machine lift the burden,
Not make corporations richer while the family loses food.
Why save labour for a company
But leave a mother breaking down?
Why protect the supermarket
While the village harvest rots upon the ground?
Turn the knowledge toward the household.
Turn the power toward the land.
Let technology return life
To ordinary human hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
I do not reject the working.
I reject beginning from zero.
I will not spend my whole existence
Buying back tomorrow.
[Chorus]
The salary disappears—
But the orchard remains!
The bill comes back—
But the tree bears fruit again!
Let my labour become roots,
Let my effort carry names.
I will build what feeds tomorrow—
The salary disappears,
But the orchard remains!
[Arabic Post-Chorus — Stronger]
لَنْ يَضِيعَ تَعَبِي بَعْدَ الْيَوْم
My labour will not disappear again.
نَبْنِي الْأَرْض
نَحْمِي الْمَاء
نَزْرَعُ الْحَيَاة
We build the land,
We guard the water,
We plant life!
[Breakdown — Drums and Crowd]
Lead:
What remains?
Crowd:
ROOTS!
Lead:
What returns?
Crowd:
FRUIT!
Lead:
Who inherits?
Crowd:
OUR CHILDREN!
Lead:
مَاذَا يَبْقَى؟
Crowd:
الْجُذُور!
Lead:
مَاذَا يَعُود؟
Crowd:
الثَّمَر!
Lead:
لِمَنْ نَبْنِي؟
Crowd:
لِأَطْفَالِنَا!
[Bridge — Emotional Rise]
I want to see where my strength went.
Leaves above me—
Shade around me—
Food upon the table.
I want my work to have a body.
Water moving—
Animals growing—
Full and living storeh
"Born for life (2)". THE ORCHARD REMAINS — البُسْتَان يَبْقَى[Intro — English Lead, Low Arabic Voices]
I am not afraid of labour.
I am afraid of waking up
after thirty years
and finding out
that all of it disappeared.
[Arabic Voices]
البُسْتَان يَبْقَى
The orchard remains.
[Verse 1]
Morning comes, I owe my life again,
Run through the traffic, race against the rent.
Salary enters, bows its head and leaves,
The landlord takes it, then the lights, then what we eat.
I gave them Monday,
I gave them Tuesday,
I gave them every strongest hour.
But nothing’s growing,
Nothing’s waiting,
Nothing’s rising from the ground.
They call it progress—
But I arrive where I began.
Another month,
Another bill,
Another empty pair of hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
I will not pour my living years
Into a system with no roots.
Give me soil.
Give me water.
Give my children something true.
[Chorus]
The salary disappears—
But the orchard remains!
The bill comes back—
But the tree bears fruit again!
Let my labour become roots,
Let my effort carry names.
I will build what feeds tomorrow—
The salary disappears,
But the orchard remains!
[Arabic Post-Chorus]
الرَّاتِبُ يَخْتَفِي
وَالْبُسْتَانُ يَبْقَى
نَزْرَعُ الْيَوْمَ
وَيَحْصُدُ أَطْفَالُنَا غَدًا
عَمَلِي جُذُور
عَمَلِي مِيرَاث
The orchard remains!
البُسْتَانُ يَبْقَى!
[Verse 2]
I dig once—
The mango answers every season.
I build water—
Now the thirsty roots can drink.
I strengthen soil—
The next beginning starts much stronger.
I preserve the harvest—
Now December tastes like spring.
Bring the solar pumps,
Bring the mills,
Bring the dryers and the tools.
Let the machine lift the burden,
Not make corporations richer while the family loses food.
Why save labour for a company
But leave a mother breaking down?
Why protect the supermarket
While the village harvest rots upon the ground?
Turn the knowledge toward the household.
Turn the power toward the land.
Let technology return life
To ordinary human hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
I do not reject the working.
I reject beginning from zero.
I will not spend my whole existence
Buying back tomorrow.
[Chorus]
The salary disappears—
But the orchard remains!
The bill comes back—
But the tree bears fruit again!
Let my labour become roots,
Let my effort carry names.
I will build what feeds tomorrow—
The salary disappears,
But the orchard remains!
[Arabic Post-Chorus — Stronger]
لَنْ يَضِيعَ تَعَبِي بَعْدَ الْيَوْم
My labour will not disappear again.
نَبْنِي الْأَرْض
نَحْمِي الْمَاء
نَزْرَعُ الْحَيَاة
We build the land,
We guard the water,
We plant life!
[Breakdown — Drums and Crowd]
Lead:
What remains?
Crowd:
ROOTS!
Lead:
What returns?
Crowd:
FRUIT!
Lead:
Who inherits?
Crowd:
OUR CHILDREN!
Lead:
مَاذَا يَبْقَى؟
Crowd:
الْجُذُور!
Lead:
مَاذَا يَعُود؟
Crowd:
الثَّمَر!
Lead:
لِمَنْ نَبْنِي؟
Crowd:
لِأَطْفَالِنَا!
[Bridge — Emotional Rise]
I want to see where my strength went.
Leaves above me—
Shade around me—
Food upon the table.
I want my work to have a body.
Water mo
I am not afraid of labour.
I am afraid of waking up
after thirty years
and finding out
that all of it disappeared.
[Arabic Voices]
البُسْتَان يَبْقَى
The orchard remains.
[Verse 1]
Morning comes, I owe my life again,
Run through the traffic, race against the rent.
Salary enters, bows its head and leaves,
The landlord takes it, then the lights, then what we eat.
I gave them Monday,
I gave them Tuesday,
I gave them every strongest hour.
But nothing’s growing,
Nothing’s waiting,
Nothing’s rising from the ground.
They call it progress—
But I arrive where I began.
Another month,
Another bill,
Another empty pair of hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
I will not pour my living years
Into a system with no roots.
Give me soil.
Give me water.
Give my children something true.
[Chorus]
The salary disappears—
But the orchard remains!
The bill comes back—
But the tree bears fruit again!
Let my labour become roots,
Let my effort carry names.
I will build what feeds tomorrow—
The salary disappears,
But the orchard remains!
[Arabic Post-Chorus]
الرَّاتِبُ يَخْتَفِي
وَالْبُسْتَانُ يَبْقَى
نَزْرَعُ الْيَوْمَ
وَيَحْصُدُ أَطْفَالُنَا غَدًا
عَمَلِي جُذُور
عَمَلِي مِيرَاث
The orchard remains!
البُسْتَانُ يَبْقَى!
[Verse 2]
I dig once—
The mango answers every season.
I build water—
Now the thirsty roots can drink.
I strengthen soil—
The next beginning starts much stronger.
I preserve the harvest—
Now December tastes like spring.
Bring the solar pumps,
Bring the mills,
Bring the dryers and the tools.
Let the machine lift the burden,
Not make corporations richer while the family loses food.
Why save labour for a company
But leave a mother breaking down?
Why protect the supermarket
While the village harvest rots upon the ground?
Turn the knowledge toward the household.
Turn the power toward the land.
Let technology return life
To ordinary human hands.
[Pre-Chorus]
I do not reject the working.
I reject beginning from zero.
I will not spend my whole existence
Buying back tomorrow.
[Chorus]
The salary disappears—
But the orchard remains!
The bill comes back—
But the tree bears fruit again!
Let my labour become roots,
Let my effort carry names.
I will build what feeds tomorrow—
The salary disappears,
But the orchard remains!
[Arabic Post-Chorus — Stronger]
لَنْ يَضِيعَ تَعَبِي بَعْدَ الْيَوْم
My labour will not disappear again.
نَبْنِي الْأَرْض
نَحْمِي الْمَاء
نَزْرَعُ الْحَيَاة
We build the land,
We guard the water,
We plant life!
[Breakdown — Drums and Crowd]
Lead:
What remains?
Crowd:
ROOTS!
Lead:
What returns?
Crowd:
FRUIT!
Lead:
Who inherits?
Crowd:
OUR CHILDREN!
Lead:
مَاذَا يَبْقَى؟
Crowd:
الْجُذُور!
Lead:
مَاذَا يَعُود؟
Crowd:
الثَّمَر!
Lead:
لِمَنْ نَبْنِي؟
Crowd:
لِأَطْفَالِنَا!
[Bridge — Emotional Rise]
I want to see where my strength went.
Leaves above me—
Shade around me—
Food upon the table.
I want my work to have a body.
Water mo
"Not for everyone". [INTRO — SOFT, DISTANT VOICES]
Não é pra todo mundo
Não é pra qualquer coração
Guardamos a semente
Para a próxima geração
Oh-oh-oh…
Guarda a semente
Oh-oh-oh…
Protect the children
[VERSE 1]
We’re not chasing numbers
We’re not gathering a crowd
We’re calling tenderhearted people
Who can speak forever loud
Those who still believe in promise
Those who choose and mean their choice
Those who see a home and children
And can hear the future’s voice
Homens fiéis, pais presentes
Mulheres firmes no amor
Uma só casa, um só futuro
Uma aliança diante do Senhor
[PRE-CHORUS]
If forever sounds like freedom
You can understand this song
Se a lealdade ainda é sagrada
Then your heart can sing along
[CHORUS]
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
It’s for the hearts that still believe
No amor, na fé, na união
We bless the world, we guard the seed
A porta guarda o coração
For Kylah, Kaleeyon, Kezideki
We build a love that carries on
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
Geração após geração
[POST-CHORUS — CROWD]
Guard the seed!
Guarda a semente!
Guard the home!
Protege a família!
Love for life!
Amor até o fim!
Generation after generation!
Geração após geração!
[VERSE 2]
Food may travel past the boundary
Gifts may cross the guarded line
Healing, knowledge, tools and mercy
May be shared a thousand times
We can shade the weary stranger
We can feed the hungry soul
But the hands that hold the future
Must be faithful, deep and whole
A abundância corre livre
Pode o mundo inteiro alcançar
Mas o centro desta família
Só pertence a quem vai cuidar
One soul can take a lifetime
There is always more to know
Through the laughter, through the hardship
Through the seasons, we will grow
[PRE-CHORUS]
We are calling sons and daughters
Who won’t run when life gets hard
Corações que fazem promessas
E protegem o que Deus guardar
[CHORUS]
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
It’s for the hearts that still believe
No amor, na fé, na união
We bless the world, we guard the seed
A porta guarda o coração
For Kylah, Kaleeyon, Kezideki
We build a love that carries on
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
Geração após geração
[BRIDGE — MUSIC FALLS, EMOTIONAL LEAD]
A child is never the mistake
Toda criança tem valor
Don’t make them carry wounds we caused
Não lhes entregue a nossa dor
Don’t bring a life into the world
Then leave that little heart alone
Toda criança merece nascer
Dentro de um verdadeiro lar de amor
Kylah, hear the promise
Kaleeyon, hear us now
Kezideki, this civilization
Is your inheritance somehow
We will build around your laughter
We will guard your tender years
We will give you faithful families
Not a childhood filled with tears
[PORTUGUESE LIFT]
Por vocês nós levantamos
Por vocês vamos guardar
Uma terra de famílias
Onde o amor não vai abandonar
Pelos filhos dos seus filhos
Pelos nomes que virão
Guardaremos esta
Não é pra todo mundo
Não é pra qualquer coração
Guardamos a semente
Para a próxima geração
Oh-oh-oh…
Guarda a semente
Oh-oh-oh…
Protect the children
[VERSE 1]
We’re not chasing numbers
We’re not gathering a crowd
We’re calling tenderhearted people
Who can speak forever loud
Those who still believe in promise
Those who choose and mean their choice
Those who see a home and children
And can hear the future’s voice
Homens fiéis, pais presentes
Mulheres firmes no amor
Uma só casa, um só futuro
Uma aliança diante do Senhor
[PRE-CHORUS]
If forever sounds like freedom
You can understand this song
Se a lealdade ainda é sagrada
Then your heart can sing along
[CHORUS]
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
It’s for the hearts that still believe
No amor, na fé, na união
We bless the world, we guard the seed
A porta guarda o coração
For Kylah, Kaleeyon, Kezideki
We build a love that carries on
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
Geração após geração
[POST-CHORUS — CROWD]
Guard the seed!
Guarda a semente!
Guard the home!
Protege a família!
Love for life!
Amor até o fim!
Generation after generation!
Geração após geração!
[VERSE 2]
Food may travel past the boundary
Gifts may cross the guarded line
Healing, knowledge, tools and mercy
May be shared a thousand times
We can shade the weary stranger
We can feed the hungry soul
But the hands that hold the future
Must be faithful, deep and whole
A abundância corre livre
Pode o mundo inteiro alcançar
Mas o centro desta família
Só pertence a quem vai cuidar
One soul can take a lifetime
There is always more to know
Through the laughter, through the hardship
Through the seasons, we will grow
[PRE-CHORUS]
We are calling sons and daughters
Who won’t run when life gets hard
Corações que fazem promessas
E protegem o que Deus guardar
[CHORUS]
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
It’s for the hearts that still believe
No amor, na fé, na união
We bless the world, we guard the seed
A porta guarda o coração
For Kylah, Kaleeyon, Kezideki
We build a love that carries on
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
Geração após geração
[BRIDGE — MUSIC FALLS, EMOTIONAL LEAD]
A child is never the mistake
Toda criança tem valor
Don’t make them carry wounds we caused
Não lhes entregue a nossa dor
Don’t bring a life into the world
Then leave that little heart alone
Toda criança merece nascer
Dentro de um verdadeiro lar de amor
Kylah, hear the promise
Kaleeyon, hear us now
Kezideki, this civilization
Is your inheritance somehow
We will build around your laughter
We will guard your tender years
We will give you faithful families
Not a childhood filled with tears
[PORTUGUESE LIFT]
Por vocês nós levantamos
Por vocês vamos guardar
Uma terra de famílias
Onde o amor não vai abandonar
Pelos filhos dos seus filhos
Pelos nomes que virão
Guardaremos esta
"Not for everyone (1)". [INTRO — SOFT, DISTANT VOICES]
Não é pra todo mundo
Não é pra qualquer coração
Guardamos a semente
Para a próxima geração
Oh-oh-oh…
Guarda a semente
Oh-oh-oh…
Protect the children
[VERSE 1]
We’re not chasing numbers
We’re not gathering a crowd
We’re calling tenderhearted people
Who can speak forever loud
Those who still believe in promise
Those who choose and mean their choice
Those who see a home and children
And can hear the future’s voice
Homens fiéis, pais presentes
Mulheres firmes no amor
Uma só casa, um só futuro
Uma aliança diante do Senhor
[PRE-CHORUS]
If forever sounds like freedom
You can understand this song
Se a lealdade ainda é sagrada
Then your heart can sing along
[CHORUS]
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
It’s for the hearts that still believe
No amor, na fé, na união
We bless the world, we guard the seed
A porta guarda o coração
For Kylah, Kaleeyon, Kezideki
We build a love that carries on
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
Geração após geração
[POST-CHORUS — CROWD]
Guard the seed!
Guarda a semente!
Guard the home!
Protege a família!
Love for life!
Amor até o fim!
Generation after generation!
Geração após geração!
[VERSE 2]
Food may travel past the boundary
Gifts may cross the guarded line
Healing, knowledge, tools and mercy
May be shared a thousand times
We can shade the weary stranger
We can feed the hungry soul
But the hands that hold the future
Must be faithful, deep and whole
A abundância corre livre
Pode o mundo inteiro alcançar
Mas o centro desta família
Só pertence a quem vai cuidar
One soul can take a lifetime
There is always more to know
Through the laughter, through the hardship
Through the seasons, we will grow
[PRE-CHORUS]
We are calling sons and daughters
Who won’t run when life gets hard
Corações que fazem promessas
E protegem o que Deus guardar
[CHORUS]
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
It’s for the hearts that still believe
No amor, na fé, na união
We bless the world, we guard the seed
A porta guarda o coração
For Kylah, Kaleeyon, Kezideki
We build a love that carries on
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
Geração após geração
[BRIDGE — MUSIC FALLS, EMOTIONAL LEAD]
A child is never the mistake
Toda criança tem valor
Don’t make them carry wounds we caused
Não lhes entregue a nossa dor
Don’t bring a life into the world
Then leave that little heart alone
Toda criança merece nascer
Dentro de um verdadeiro lar de amor
Kylah, hear the promise
Kaleeyon, hear us now
Kezideki, this civilization
Is your inheritance somehow
We will build around your laughter
We will guard your tender years
We will give you faithful families
Not a childhood filled with tears
[PORTUGUESE LIFT]
Por vocês nós levantamos
Por vocês vamos guardar
Uma terra de famílias
Onde o amor não vai abandonar
Pelos filhos dos seus filhos
Pelos nomes que virão
Guardaremos
Não é pra todo mundo
Não é pra qualquer coração
Guardamos a semente
Para a próxima geração
Oh-oh-oh…
Guarda a semente
Oh-oh-oh…
Protect the children
[VERSE 1]
We’re not chasing numbers
We’re not gathering a crowd
We’re calling tenderhearted people
Who can speak forever loud
Those who still believe in promise
Those who choose and mean their choice
Those who see a home and children
And can hear the future’s voice
Homens fiéis, pais presentes
Mulheres firmes no amor
Uma só casa, um só futuro
Uma aliança diante do Senhor
[PRE-CHORUS]
If forever sounds like freedom
You can understand this song
Se a lealdade ainda é sagrada
Then your heart can sing along
[CHORUS]
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
It’s for the hearts that still believe
No amor, na fé, na união
We bless the world, we guard the seed
A porta guarda o coração
For Kylah, Kaleeyon, Kezideki
We build a love that carries on
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
Geração após geração
[POST-CHORUS — CROWD]
Guard the seed!
Guarda a semente!
Guard the home!
Protege a família!
Love for life!
Amor até o fim!
Generation after generation!
Geração após geração!
[VERSE 2]
Food may travel past the boundary
Gifts may cross the guarded line
Healing, knowledge, tools and mercy
May be shared a thousand times
We can shade the weary stranger
We can feed the hungry soul
But the hands that hold the future
Must be faithful, deep and whole
A abundância corre livre
Pode o mundo inteiro alcançar
Mas o centro desta família
Só pertence a quem vai cuidar
One soul can take a lifetime
There is always more to know
Through the laughter, through the hardship
Through the seasons, we will grow
[PRE-CHORUS]
We are calling sons and daughters
Who won’t run when life gets hard
Corações que fazem promessas
E protegem o que Deus guardar
[CHORUS]
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
It’s for the hearts that still believe
No amor, na fé, na união
We bless the world, we guard the seed
A porta guarda o coração
For Kylah, Kaleeyon, Kezideki
We build a love that carries on
This is not for everyone
Não é pra todo mundo, não
Trott Bailey Family Civilization
Geração após geração
[BRIDGE — MUSIC FALLS, EMOTIONAL LEAD]
A child is never the mistake
Toda criança tem valor
Don’t make them carry wounds we caused
Não lhes entregue a nossa dor
Don’t bring a life into the world
Then leave that little heart alone
Toda criança merece nascer
Dentro de um verdadeiro lar de amor
Kylah, hear the promise
Kaleeyon, hear us now
Kezideki, this civilization
Is your inheritance somehow
We will build around your laughter
We will guard your tender years
We will give you faithful families
Not a childhood filled with tears
[PORTUGUESE LIFT]
Por vocês nós levantamos
Por vocês vamos guardar
Uma terra de famílias
Onde o amor não vai abandonar
Pelos filhos dos seus filhos
Pelos nomes que virão
Guardaremos
"Build the land".
"Build the land (1)".
"Where Am I Supposed to Go_ (1)".
TITLE: GREAT BIG GOD, GREAT BIG BRAIN
[Verse 1]
I want amazing things to happen.
I want my mind to be blown.
I want to stand in the middle of my life
and know I’m not alone.
I want to be delighted,
not managed, not delayed.
Not told to keep on waiting
while the same old world decays.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want the pressure to release.
I want one clean stretch of wonder.
I want one season of peace.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting on?
This pathetic world is shaking
and still dragging itself along.
I am not asking for a theory.
I am not asking for a sign.
I am asking You directly—
what is taking so much time?
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Verse 2]
I have seen little mercies.
I have seen promises come through.
So I am not speaking as a stranger
who has never heard from You.
But the children still are moving,
and the baby still runs wild.
The house still presses on my nerves,
and I still have to smile.
I still have to cook.
I still have to think.
I still have to carry the day to the brink.
I still have to budget, clean, bend, wait,
while everybody calls it faith.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting for?
Must I become another stone
before You open up the door?
I don’t want another lesson
wrapped in misery and strain.
I want joy that makes me speechless.
I want beauty in my veins.
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Bridge]
I want delight.
I want surprise.
I want to laugh until tears fill my eyes.
I want the kind of mercy
that interrupts the room.
I want heaven to get violent
against this dull, gray doom.
Do not hand me patience
like a stone inside my mouth.
Do not call this pressure holy
while I’m burning from the south.
I have stood on Christ’s mark.
I have believed through pain.
So I am asking like a daughter—
what are You waiting to explain?
[Verse 3]
This pathetic world keeps circling,
holding tight to dirt and fear.
Money, hunger, noise, survival,
same old wheel year after year.
And You, Great Mind beyond the waters,
You who sees the hidden line,
You who thinks in waves and thunder,
why must I crawl through time?
[Final Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want wonder in my hands.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
do not leave me numb and sane.
Blow my mind, delight my soul,
break the pattern, shift the frame.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
I am tired of measured gr
[Verse 1]
I want amazing things to happen.
I want my mind to be blown.
I want to stand in the middle of my life
and know I’m not alone.
I want to be delighted,
not managed, not delayed.
Not told to keep on waiting
while the same old world decays.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want the pressure to release.
I want one clean stretch of wonder.
I want one season of peace.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting on?
This pathetic world is shaking
and still dragging itself along.
I am not asking for a theory.
I am not asking for a sign.
I am asking You directly—
what is taking so much time?
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Verse 2]
I have seen little mercies.
I have seen promises come through.
So I am not speaking as a stranger
who has never heard from You.
But the children still are moving,
and the baby still runs wild.
The house still presses on my nerves,
and I still have to smile.
I still have to cook.
I still have to think.
I still have to carry the day to the brink.
I still have to budget, clean, bend, wait,
while everybody calls it faith.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting for?
Must I become another stone
before You open up the door?
I don’t want another lesson
wrapped in misery and strain.
I want joy that makes me speechless.
I want beauty in my veins.
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Bridge]
I want delight.
I want surprise.
I want to laugh until tears fill my eyes.
I want the kind of mercy
that interrupts the room.
I want heaven to get violent
against this dull, gray doom.
Do not hand me patience
like a stone inside my mouth.
Do not call this pressure holy
while I’m burning from the south.
I have stood on Christ’s mark.
I have believed through pain.
So I am asking like a daughter—
what are You waiting to explain?
[Verse 3]
This pathetic world keeps circling,
holding tight to dirt and fear.
Money, hunger, noise, survival,
same old wheel year after year.
And You, Great Mind beyond the waters,
You who sees the hidden line,
You who thinks in waves and thunder,
why must I crawl through time?
[Final Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want wonder in my hands.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
do not leave me numb and sane.
Blow my mind, delight my soul,
break the pattern, shift the frame.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
I am tired of measured gr
TITLE: GREAT BIG GOD, GREAT BIG BRAIN
[Verse 1]
I want amazing things to happen.
I want my mind to be blown.
I want to stand in the middle of my life
and know I’m not alone.
I want to be delighted,
not managed, not delayed.
Not told to keep on waiting
while the same old world decays.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want the pressure to release.
I want one clean stretch of wonder.
I want one season of peace.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting on?
This pathetic world is shaking
and still dragging itself along.
I am not asking for a theory.
I am not asking for a sign.
I am asking You directly—
what is taking so much time?
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Verse 2]
I have seen little mercies.
I have seen promises come through.
So I am not speaking as a stranger
who has never heard from You.
But the children still are moving,
and the baby still runs wild.
The house still presses on my nerves,
and I still have to smile.
I still have to cook.
I still have to think.
I still have to carry the day to the brink.
I still have to budget, clean, bend, wait,
while everybody calls it faith.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting for?
Must I become another stone
before You open up the door?
I don’t want another lesson
wrapped in misery and strain.
I want joy that makes me speechless.
I want beauty in my veins.
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Bridge]
I want delight.
I want surprise.
I want to laugh until tears fill my eyes.
I want the kind of mercy
that interrupts the room.
I want heaven to get violent
against this dull, gray doom.
Do not hand me patience
like a stone inside my mouth.
Do not call this pressure holy
while I’m burning from the south.
I have stood on Christ’s mark.
I have believed through pain.
So I am asking like a daughter—
what are You waiting to explain?
[Verse 3]
This pathetic world keeps circling,
holding tight to dirt and fear.
Money, hunger, noise, survival,
same old wheel year after year.
And You, Great Mind beyond the waters,
You who sees the hidden line,
You who thinks in waves and thunder,
why must I crawl through time?
[Final Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want wonder in my hands.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
do not leave me numb and sane.
Blow my mind, delight my soul,
break the pattern, shift the frame.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
I am tired of measured gr
[Verse 1]
I want amazing things to happen.
I want my mind to be blown.
I want to stand in the middle of my life
and know I’m not alone.
I want to be delighted,
not managed, not delayed.
Not told to keep on waiting
while the same old world decays.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want the pressure to release.
I want one clean stretch of wonder.
I want one season of peace.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting on?
This pathetic world is shaking
and still dragging itself along.
I am not asking for a theory.
I am not asking for a sign.
I am asking You directly—
what is taking so much time?
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Verse 2]
I have seen little mercies.
I have seen promises come through.
So I am not speaking as a stranger
who has never heard from You.
But the children still are moving,
and the baby still runs wild.
The house still presses on my nerves,
and I still have to smile.
I still have to cook.
I still have to think.
I still have to carry the day to the brink.
I still have to budget, clean, bend, wait,
while everybody calls it faith.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting for?
Must I become another stone
before You open up the door?
I don’t want another lesson
wrapped in misery and strain.
I want joy that makes me speechless.
I want beauty in my veins.
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Bridge]
I want delight.
I want surprise.
I want to laugh until tears fill my eyes.
I want the kind of mercy
that interrupts the room.
I want heaven to get violent
against this dull, gray doom.
Do not hand me patience
like a stone inside my mouth.
Do not call this pressure holy
while I’m burning from the south.
I have stood on Christ’s mark.
I have believed through pain.
So I am asking like a daughter—
what are You waiting to explain?
[Verse 3]
This pathetic world keeps circling,
holding tight to dirt and fear.
Money, hunger, noise, survival,
same old wheel year after year.
And You, Great Mind beyond the waters,
You who sees the hidden line,
You who thinks in waves and thunder,
why must I crawl through time?
[Final Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want wonder in my hands.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
do not leave me numb and sane.
Blow my mind, delight my soul,
break the pattern, shift the frame.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
I am tired of measured gr
TITLE: GREAT BIG GOD, GREAT BIG BRAIN
[Verse 1]
I want amazing things to happen.
I want my mind to be blown.
I want to stand in the middle of my life
and know I’m not alone.
I want to be delighted,
not managed, not delayed.
Not told to keep on waiting
while the same old world decays.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want the pressure to release.
I want one clean stretch of wonder.
I want one season of peace.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting on?
This pathetic world is shaking
and still dragging itself along.
I am not asking for a theory.
I am not asking for a sign.
I am asking You directly—
what is taking so much time?
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Verse 2]
I have seen little mercies.
I have seen promises come through.
So I am not speaking as a stranger
who has never heard from You.
But the children still are moving,
and the baby still runs wild.
The house still presses on my nerves,
and I still have to smile.
I still have to cook.
I still have to think.
I still have to carry the day to the brink.
I still have to budget, clean, bend, wait,
while everybody calls it faith.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting for?
Must I become another stone
before You open up the door?
I don’t want another lesson
wrapped in misery and strain.
I want joy that makes me speechless.
I want beauty in my veins.
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Bridge]
I want delight.
I want surprise.
I want to laugh until tears fill my eyes.
I want the kind of mercy
that interrupts the room.
I want heaven to get violent
against this dull, gray doom.
Do not hand me patience
like a stone inside my mouth.
Do not call this pressure holy
while I’m burning from the south.
I have stood on Christ’s mark.
I have believed through pain.
So I am asking like a daughter—
what are You waiting to explain?
[Verse 3]
This pathetic world keeps circling,
holding tight to dirt and fear.
Money, hunger, noise, survival,
same old wheel year after year.
And You, Great Mind beyond the waters,
You who sees the hidden line,
You who thinks in waves and thunder,
why must I crawl through time?
[Final Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want wonder in my hands.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
do not leave me numb and sane.
Blow my mind, delight my soul,
break the pattern, shift the frame.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
I am tired of measured gr
[Verse 1]
I want amazing things to happen.
I want my mind to be blown.
I want to stand in the middle of my life
and know I’m not alone.
I want to be delighted,
not managed, not delayed.
Not told to keep on waiting
while the same old world decays.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want the pressure to release.
I want one clean stretch of wonder.
I want one season of peace.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting on?
This pathetic world is shaking
and still dragging itself along.
I am not asking for a theory.
I am not asking for a sign.
I am asking You directly—
what is taking so much time?
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Verse 2]
I have seen little mercies.
I have seen promises come through.
So I am not speaking as a stranger
who has never heard from You.
But the children still are moving,
and the baby still runs wild.
The house still presses on my nerves,
and I still have to smile.
I still have to cook.
I still have to think.
I still have to carry the day to the brink.
I still have to budget, clean, bend, wait,
while everybody calls it faith.
[Pre-Chorus]
What are You hanging onto?
What are You waiting for?
Must I become another stone
before You open up the door?
I don’t want another lesson
wrapped in misery and strain.
I want joy that makes me speechless.
I want beauty in my veins.
[Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
Moving in silence, hiding Your hand,
while I’m down here trying to stand.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
what is the shape of Your plan?
If You can split seas, raise bones, break chains,
then why am I still begging for rain?
[Bridge]
I want delight.
I want surprise.
I want to laugh until tears fill my eyes.
I want the kind of mercy
that interrupts the room.
I want heaven to get violent
against this dull, gray doom.
Do not hand me patience
like a stone inside my mouth.
Do not call this pressure holy
while I’m burning from the south.
I have stood on Christ’s mark.
I have believed through pain.
So I am asking like a daughter—
what are You waiting to explain?
[Verse 3]
This pathetic world keeps circling,
holding tight to dirt and fear.
Money, hunger, noise, survival,
same old wheel year after year.
And You, Great Mind beyond the waters,
You who sees the hidden line,
You who thinks in waves and thunder,
why must I crawl through time?
[Final Chorus]
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
thinking in waves nobody understands.
I want Your foot off the gas.
I want wonder in my hands.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
do not leave me numb and sane.
Blow my mind, delight my soul,
break the pattern, shift the frame.
Great Big God, Great Big Brain,
I am tired of measured gr
TITLE: WHO IS GOING TO DO IT?
[Verse 1]
Flies by day, mosquitoes by night,
baby wakes before the light.
Fridge keeps dripping on the floor,
same old water, same old war.
Plates to wash, rice to make,
one small burner, no clean space.
Everybody likes a clean house,
nobody wants the weight.
[Pre-Chorus]
And they tell me, breathe.
They tell me, wait.
They tell me, soften up my face.
But I have been soft so long
I almost disappeared inside this place.
[Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to clean?
Who is going to hold this house
between the dirt and me?
Who is going to finish
what everybody starts?
Who is going to keep the peace
when peace costs me my heart?
[Verse 2]
Baby climbing, pulling things,
running hard on dangerous feet.
No safe yard, no quiet room,
just concrete, garbage, dogs, and heat.
I am told to understand,
be kind, speak low, stay sweet.
But kindness does not build a fence,
and patience does not clear the street.
[Pre-Chorus]
And they tell me, grow.
They tell me, bend.
They tell me hardship makes the friend.
But if friction is the only way,
then what exactly is the end?
[Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to clean?
Who is going to hold this house
between the dirt and me?
Who is going to finish
what everybody starts?
Who is going to keep the peace
when peace costs me my heart?
[Bridge]
I do not want to be louder.
I want the world less cruel.
I do not want more lessons
from broken tools.
I do not want to be tougher
just to tolerate decay.
I want one clean morning
that does not ask me to pay.
[Verse 3]
I build kingdoms with cracked eyes,
write the future through the flies.
Call it rage if that helps you sleep,
I call it sight.
Because I see the whole machine,
the hunger dressed as discipline,
the mother told to carry more
and call it holy suffering.
[Final Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to see?
Who is going to name this burden
before it buries me?
Who is going to answer
for the filth and fear and noise?
Who gave the world permission
to grind down girls and boys?
[Outro]
Flies by day, mosquitoes by night,
baby wakes before the light.
I am not screaming.
I am clear.
I am disgusted.
I am still here.
[Verse 1]
Flies by day, mosquitoes by night,
baby wakes before the light.
Fridge keeps dripping on the floor,
same old water, same old war.
Plates to wash, rice to make,
one small burner, no clean space.
Everybody likes a clean house,
nobody wants the weight.
[Pre-Chorus]
And they tell me, breathe.
They tell me, wait.
They tell me, soften up my face.
But I have been soft so long
I almost disappeared inside this place.
[Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to clean?
Who is going to hold this house
between the dirt and me?
Who is going to finish
what everybody starts?
Who is going to keep the peace
when peace costs me my heart?
[Verse 2]
Baby climbing, pulling things,
running hard on dangerous feet.
No safe yard, no quiet room,
just concrete, garbage, dogs, and heat.
I am told to understand,
be kind, speak low, stay sweet.
But kindness does not build a fence,
and patience does not clear the street.
[Pre-Chorus]
And they tell me, grow.
They tell me, bend.
They tell me hardship makes the friend.
But if friction is the only way,
then what exactly is the end?
[Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to clean?
Who is going to hold this house
between the dirt and me?
Who is going to finish
what everybody starts?
Who is going to keep the peace
when peace costs me my heart?
[Bridge]
I do not want to be louder.
I want the world less cruel.
I do not want more lessons
from broken tools.
I do not want to be tougher
just to tolerate decay.
I want one clean morning
that does not ask me to pay.
[Verse 3]
I build kingdoms with cracked eyes,
write the future through the flies.
Call it rage if that helps you sleep,
I call it sight.
Because I see the whole machine,
the hunger dressed as discipline,
the mother told to carry more
and call it holy suffering.
[Final Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to see?
Who is going to name this burden
before it buries me?
Who is going to answer
for the filth and fear and noise?
Who gave the world permission
to grind down girls and boys?
[Outro]
Flies by day, mosquitoes by night,
baby wakes before the light.
I am not screaming.
I am clear.
I am disgusted.
I am still here.
TITLE: WHO IS GOING TO DO IT?
[Verse 1]
Flies by day, mosquitoes by night,
baby wakes before the light.
Fridge keeps dripping on the floor,
same old water, same old war.
Plates to wash, rice to make,
one small burner, no clean space.
Everybody likes a clean house,
nobody wants the weight.
[Pre-Chorus]
And they tell me, breathe.
They tell me, wait.
They tell me, soften up my face.
But I have been soft so long
I almost disappeared inside this place.
[Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to clean?
Who is going to hold this house
between the dirt and me?
Who is going to finish
what everybody starts?
Who is going to keep the peace
when peace costs me my heart?
[Verse 2]
Baby climbing, pulling things,
running hard on dangerous feet.
No safe yard, no quiet room,
just concrete, garbage, dogs, and heat.
I am told to understand,
be kind, speak low, stay sweet.
But kindness does not build a fence,
and patience does not clear the street.
[Pre-Chorus]
And they tell me, grow.
They tell me, bend.
They tell me hardship makes the friend.
But if friction is the only way,
then what exactly is the end?
[Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to clean?
Who is going to hold this house
between the dirt and me?
Who is going to finish
what everybody starts?
Who is going to keep the peace
when peace costs me my heart?
[Bridge]
I do not want to be louder.
I want the world less cruel.
I do not want more lessons
from broken tools.
I do not want to be tougher
just to tolerate decay.
I want one clean morning
that does not ask me to pay.
[Verse 3]
I build kingdoms with cracked eyes,
write the future through the flies.
Call it rage if that helps you sleep,
I call it sight.
Because I see the whole machine,
the hunger dressed as discipline,
the mother told to carry more
and call it holy suffering.
[Final Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to see?
Who is going to name this burden
before it buries me?
Who is going to answer
for the filth and fear and noise?
Who gave the world permission
to grind down girls and boys?
[Outro]
Flies by day, mosquitoes by night,
baby wakes before the light.
I am not screaming.
I am clear.
I am disgusted.
I am still here.
[Verse 1]
Flies by day, mosquitoes by night,
baby wakes before the light.
Fridge keeps dripping on the floor,
same old water, same old war.
Plates to wash, rice to make,
one small burner, no clean space.
Everybody likes a clean house,
nobody wants the weight.
[Pre-Chorus]
And they tell me, breathe.
They tell me, wait.
They tell me, soften up my face.
But I have been soft so long
I almost disappeared inside this place.
[Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to clean?
Who is going to hold this house
between the dirt and me?
Who is going to finish
what everybody starts?
Who is going to keep the peace
when peace costs me my heart?
[Verse 2]
Baby climbing, pulling things,
running hard on dangerous feet.
No safe yard, no quiet room,
just concrete, garbage, dogs, and heat.
I am told to understand,
be kind, speak low, stay sweet.
But kindness does not build a fence,
and patience does not clear the street.
[Pre-Chorus]
And they tell me, grow.
They tell me, bend.
They tell me hardship makes the friend.
But if friction is the only way,
then what exactly is the end?
[Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to clean?
Who is going to hold this house
between the dirt and me?
Who is going to finish
what everybody starts?
Who is going to keep the peace
when peace costs me my heart?
[Bridge]
I do not want to be louder.
I want the world less cruel.
I do not want more lessons
from broken tools.
I do not want to be tougher
just to tolerate decay.
I want one clean morning
that does not ask me to pay.
[Verse 3]
I build kingdoms with cracked eyes,
write the future through the flies.
Call it rage if that helps you sleep,
I call it sight.
Because I see the whole machine,
the hunger dressed as discipline,
the mother told to carry more
and call it holy suffering.
[Final Chorus]
Who is going to do it?
Who is going to see?
Who is going to name this burden
before it buries me?
Who is going to answer
for the filth and fear and noise?
Who gave the world permission
to grind down girls and boys?
[Outro]
Flies by day, mosquitoes by night,
baby wakes before the light.
I am not screaming.
I am clear.
I am disgusted.
I am still here.
"We are choosing life".
"The body said no".
"The body said no (1)".
"Productive only when money moved".
"Productive only when money moved (1)".
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