Verse 1 Let x be the hunger I can't explain, tried to solve my life with human gain, multiplied my doubts, divided my trust, carried old equations turning to dust, I thought I could balance both sides alone, add up my works to atone, but every number left me the same, empty on both sides of the equation's frame Chorus Let x be the Bread come down from above, this isn't a symbol, this is real Love, He said "this is my Body" - not a metaphor, not a sign, substance beneath the accidents, bread and wine, let x be the Eucharist, the mystery I can't deny, solved not by my hand, but by the Word Most High Verse 2 John six says "eat my flesh," they walked away, too hard a saying, too much to obey, but Peter stayed, said "where else could we go?" he didn't solve it, he just chose to know, faith isn't cancelling the mystery out, it's kneeling low before the doubt, what the Fathers received, the Church still gives today, not just believed - received, every day Chorus Let x be the Bread come down from above, this isn't a symbol, this is real Love, He said "this is my Body" - not a metaphor, not a sign, substance beneath the accidents, bread and wine, let x be the Eucharist, the mystery I can't deny, solved not by my hand, but by the Word Most High Bridge I don't need to isolate the variable to believe, some equations you just receive, not solved with a formula, not proved with a pen, but broken and given - again, and again, "do this in memory of Me" - not a riddle to decode, it's a table set for me on the road Final Chorus Let x be the Bread come down from above, this isn't a symbol, this is real Love, He said "this is my Body" - not a metaphor, not a sign, substance beneath the accidents, bread and wine, let x be the Eucharist, and now I finally see, it was never meant to be solved by me - it was meant to be received Outro Let x be the Bread of Life, not a riddle, not a knife, let x be the Body, let x be the Blood, let x be love. [©2026 By Matthew E Treviño]
