Light The City

Yeah. Too long in the shadows. Look.

Tucked the cross under the Prada, I was playing it safe Afraid of what the timeline would say about my faith Got the plaques on the wall, got the cars in the gate But the soul feeling heavy, carrying the world's weight I was trying to fit the mold, trying to keep the brand clean Filtering the Spirit out to cater to the scene Whispering my prayers when nobody was around Like the King of the Universe was something to down Pride told me I built it, fear told me to hide it The culture said "be quiet," so I kept it all divided But a mansion in the hills feels exactly like a prison When you got the living truth but you treat it like a given. I’m done.

They say keep it to yourself, they say keep it on the low But a city on a hill wasn’t made to be a ghost! I can feel the fire waking, I can feel the spirit shift Take the roof off the arena, let the heavy burdens lift!