[Spoken Words] Lord, if there is something in my life I need to change, please reveal it to me [Verse 1] (Acoustic guitar picking, soft ambient synth pad) Questions come, we’re standing in the hall Building up a brick-by-brick suburban wall I'm Spitting out words like a lightning strike Just trying to control another midnight fight But I look at your tears and I hate who I am Losing my cool, acting like a broken man Choking on the pride, drowning in the noise Wrecking our home, stealing our joy... [Pre-Chorus] (Piano enters gently, building the emotional weight line by line) So I gotta trash the filth, gotta clear the slate Before the things I say seal our fate I need to plant God’s truth, deep down in the clay It's the only thing strong enough to save our day [Chorus] (Music swells, emotional and warm, keeping it heartfelt but not aggressive) So I’ve got to be quick to listen, I’ve got to be slow to speak Slow to get angry when the world makes me weak 'Cause a man's mad rage never builds what You love It don't bring the righteousness down from above Yeah, I'm opening my ears, holding back my tongue Lord, teach me to love her like Your holy Son [Verse 2] (Rhythm section stays light, faint steel guitar swells) See, it’s one thing to say my vows on Sunday night Nodding my head, promising to treat you right But walking away and not changing my view, Is like looking in a mirror then forgetting it’s true Glancing at the grime and the scars on my face Then walking right off, leaving love out of place [Pre-Chorus] (Piano and Fiddle build the tension smoothly once again) Yeah, that’s just a lie that I tell myself Leaving the promise collecting dust on the shelf Yeah, I'm tired of walking a broken track It's time to face the man that's looking back [Chorus] (Fuller arrangement, passionate and vulnerable vocal delivery) So I’ve got to be quick to listen, I’ve got to be slow to speak Slow to get angry when the world makes me weak 'Cause a man's mad rage never builds what You love It don't bring the righteousness down from above Yeah, I'm opening my ears, holding back my tongue Lord, teach me to love her like Your holy Son [Bridge] (Music drops down to just a soft piano and acoustic guitar, very intimate) But there’s a perfect law looking back at me The law of grace, the law to set me free If I don’t just hear it and walk out the door But I fix my eyes on what You have in store If I stand my ground, love my wife like He said Not a forgetful runner living in his head... That’s where the blessing hits That’s where the healing fits [Piano Intro] [Chorus] (Final emotional peak, maximum heartfelt intensity) So I’ve got to be quick to listen, I’ve got to be slow to speak Slow to get angry when the world makes me weak 'Cause a man's mad rage never builds what You love It don't bring the righteousness down from above Yeah, I'm opening my ears, holding back my tongue Lord, teach me to love her like Your holy Son [Outro] (Music slowly fades out, just a simple acoustic guitar strum) Looking in the mirror... Gotta see it clearer Don't walk away Be a doer today Quick to listen, Slow to speak, Slow to anger Please change my heart, Oh Lord And make me a better man. (Fades to silence)
