i’ve been to pretty buildings, all in search of You
i have lit all the candles . . . sat in all the pews
. . .
oh the distance is not doable / in these bodies of clay my brother / oh the distance makes me uncomfortable / guess it’s natural to feel this way. / we’re locked to these bodies / let’s hold out for something sweeter . . .
my car became the church and i / the worshipper of silence there / in a moment peace came over me / and the One who was beating my heart appeared
this distance is dreaming / we’re already there tonight
the distance, live
Sometimes, things just summate my experiences, my thoughts so perfectly. Live lyrics – they do that a lot. I’ve listened to this song countless times today. Images of still empty churches, deserted pews. Stillness.
So hitting me – and so, so good.