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SYG – “The Breeze Is Gone”

you can thank J.Good May 11, 2016 0 comments

The Breeze Is Gone

A personal testimony from the Pittsburgh native.

Sometimes my words can’t serve an artist song justice. So instead of giving you my personal thoughts on SYG’s latest single “The Breeze Is Gone”, I will let the lyrics do the talking.

Lyrics:

Am I a believer? or one with the deceiver?
Feel i really could be either, but i’m leaning towards evil
When i, look at my heart and see it’s darker than a Don Chedle
aren’t we all God’s people?
Well i’m lost in this fog, deep in the dawn, sleeping, cannot
see Him at all, weep and i ball, at the thought of how feeble and flawed
We as a people are? Nah, Just me, i so easily fall and i don’t want to be a fraud
I sit and read the psalms, next day i’m peeping on
some people on my TV telling me what i believe is wrong..
Should i believe them? or lean to what my preachers always preaching-on this walk with God i don’t know where my feet belong…
Is this a season i’ve fallen upon? Used to be decently warm
Now it’s like the breeze is gone…
But still i be, keeping on
Refuse to be defeated tell the enemy i’m declaring war.

(Hook)
Don’t know where i’ve been at, trying to find my way back
Lost amongst the people like a needle in a haystack
Feeling one with the world, wandering off the paved path
prodigal son, straying, trying to get my faith back
before i fade to black, underneath where my grave’s at
Gnashing my teeth, weeping, asking where the Grace is at??
Man i need my face slapped, wake me out this nap
snap, straight back, ASAP..

(Verse 2)
I know i’ve been wrong, one with the world You hold in your palm
Take control before i’m totally gone
I got a family to form, gotta be a man of the Lord
instead of one with the lawless one, i should be focussing on my walk with the Holy One
That’s lacking, i’ve been totally slacking, admittedly
But honestly, i feel like all of the passion’s been dwindling
The light has gone dim again, think the fire needs kindling
need that faith of a child, just like when i was a kid again
Instead of me slipping up into sin again, i should be listening
for that whisper within from Him again, but….
I ain’t hearing anything, I’m trembling, shaking, worried
Under the weight of everything occurring..
My spirit needs replenishing, that isn’t saying
I just entered into this desert – I’ve been in it
I’m saying, i’ve been praying, i’m waiting,
I’m impatient, i feel like my spirit’s taking a vacation
and I

(Hook)
Don’t know where i’ve been at, trying to find my way back
Lost amongst the people like a needle in a haystack
Feeling one with the world, wandering off the paved path
prodigal son, straying, trying to get my faith back
before i fade to black, underneath where my grave’s at
Gnashing my teeth, weeping, asking where the Grace is at??
Man i need my face slapped, wake me out this nap
snap, straight back, ASAP..

(Repeat end of 1st verse)
I sit and read the psalms, next day i’m peeping on
some people on my TV telling me what i believe is wrong..
Should i believe them? or lean to what my preachers always preaching-on this walk with God i don’t know where my feet belong…
Is this a season i’ve fallen upon? Used to be decently warm
Now it’s like the breeze is gone…
But still i be, keeping on
Refuse to be defeated tell the enemy i’m declaring war.