Alma Cook - New Nation lyrics

[Chorus:] I know the New Nation that we've been chasing Isn't all for waste, and I know You're here when I need You around But maybe I'd be stronger if I stayed longer Learning right from wrong, or The other thousand things that I'm figuring out [Verse 1:] She loves the morning She loves every part of the day, but especially the morning I think it's in the artistic redemption— The quiet call to lift eyelids & skylids The second chances, the third chances The fourth chances And of all the people who might petition God for another chance She has a case A case of trophies boasting of the ways she used to move Used to sing, used to A case of empty bottles & ziplock backs Testifying to the ways she had been used A case of book after wisdom after book Bought to be borrowed—and we do Her name is J For the joy that she gives For the j**el that she is For the Jazz that she lives She's bright in every sense of the word; She's bright because of The Word And her Light is my Morning [Chorus] [Verse 2:] How humbling it is that a third of our lifetime is untouchable Are we so fragile that for every 16 hours of movement We require 8 of stillness? Is the world so heavy that by our dying day we cannot lift it? Are we so in danger of thinking ourselves invincible That we must be reintroduced to weakness on a nightly basis? I think so I think often about this Especially as I watch her 24 hours trimmed further & further down Until the ratio is flipped, leaving only one third for her use— And a painful third Still, that third in all its discomfort brings a comfort— Better yet, a Life— Like nothing I've seen in all my waking hours From the heart of the storm From the confusion of the worn A Revolution has been born One that will outlive every sunset Until the day there is no sunset And everything is as the Son said [Chorus]