Lover, By Derek Webb

These aren't my words. But I share these thoughts.

like a man comes to an alter i came into this town

with the world upon my shoulders and promises passed down

and i went into the water and my father, he was pleased

i built it and i’ll tear it down

so you will be set free

but i found thieves and salesmen living in my father’s house

i know how they got in here and i know how to get ‘em out

i’m turning this place over from floor to balcony

and then just like these doves and sheep

you will be set free

i’ve always been a lover from before i drew a breath

some things i loved easy and some i loved to death

because love’s no politician, it listens carefully

of those who come i can’t lose one,

so you will be set free

but go on and take my picture, go on and make me up

i’ll still be your defender, you’ll be my missing son

and i’ll send out an army just to bring you back to me

because regardless of your brother’s lies

you will be set free

i am my beloveds and my beloved’s mine

so you bring all your history and i’ll bring the bread and wine

and we’ll have us a party where all the drinks are on me

then as surely as the rising sun

you will be set free