Personal Revolution

Freedom from the past
Didn’t last through time
Things don’t change
Because I pretend they’re fine
Do I flip the switch
To give myself a happy life
To be a happy man
In a happy home with a happy wife?
Jesus, if you came
To give life abundantly
Then how do You respond
To all the pretense that You see?
Do I break Your heart
By all the faking that I do?
There are so many places
I haven’t let You into
I’m so tired of all these easy solutions
I can’t stand it, they’re nothing but dnial
I think I need a personal revolution
How can I expct the heart to sing
When I don’t let the soul ever feel anything?
Some have known the cruel touch
From a trusted man
It’s like pain and pleasure
Walking hand in hand
Like a clown in makeup laughing
You might’ve never read their face
But buried in their soul
Is a dark and painful place
The mind must know
What the soul can endure
So it locks up tight
In the face of what’s impure
The wounded heart
Must be gently understood
If it’s ever to reveal
The incidents of childhood
I’m so tired of all these easy solutions
I can’t stand it, they’re nothing but denial
I think I need a personal revolution
How can I expect the heart to sing
When I don’t let the soul ever feel anything?
Whatever the pain
Today it’s just as real
We don’t talk about it
We don’t trust and we don’t feel
Are we so afraid
If our soul was ever known
Nobody would love us
We’d be rejected and all alone?
If we continue to pretend
The pain will never end
To pretend that we are fine
Is a trick of the mind
Do I turn my back on God
When I speak honestly?
Though I’m quick admit
The problem is me, that’s right
I’m so tired of all these easy solutions
I can’t stand it, they’re nothing but denial
I think I need a personal revolution
How can I expect the heart to sing
When I don’t let the soul ever feel anything?
When I push the pain down and I hide it away
I’m storing up trouble for another day
Personal, personal revolution
I don’t want to, don’t want to
Don’t want to live this way anymore
Personal, personal revolution
There’s a change, there’s a change a-coming
A-coming down the road
Personal, personal revolution
I need a great, big personal revolution…