[Chorus: Catalina Bellizzi]
Like the water feels, like the suns burns
Closer than my...
Closer than my...
Like the water feels, like the suns burns
Closer than my...
Closer than my...
Like the water feels, like the suns burns
Closer than my...
Closer than my...
Like the water feels, like the suns burns
Closer than my...
Closer than my...
My thoughts
[Verse 1: Boogalu]
Invisible god came visible
Like audio turn visual
Like spirit dressed physical
Made order out the cosmos pivotal
Ever since his intro
Phenomenal
Genius, over all
No limit like autobon
Middle man
Turn coat
For our rebel soul
A miracle
Forever told
Love forever shown
Through the cross and an empty hole
Think
Before there was before
He was over all
And after armageddon
Still over all
Every living being
Will fall and bow before his face when called
The Christ
The first born of many sons
Take two
Will be the reckoning
The climax of truth born
The definition of the word awe
No flaw
Eternal most high god
Crafter
All things
You come upon
He is the only lord
Visible
But closer than my thoughts
Incredible
Invisible man made visible
By faith through grace
Made accessible
Forever He will reign
Unconditional
[Chorus: Catalina Bellizi]
Like the water feels, like the suns burns
Closer than my...
Closer than my...
Like the water feels, like the suns burns
Closer than my...
Closer than my...
Thoughts
My thoughts are of your love, how it changes the way I see
And i see you now, and I see you loud
My thoughts are of your love, how it changes the way I see
And I see you now, and I see you loud
[Verse 2: Boogalu]
Invisible man, I've never seen you
But blessed say you, are those who believe with no view
Spelled out in the catalogues of history, proven true
A savior defined by completely divine attributes
Clothing himself in a human suit to publish his other worldly good news
This is love we're not accustomed to
Imagine this view:
Humility written in his jaw bone, sank low to take blows from creatures he himself knew before the cosmos where spoken into
Tendons of mercy, holding back wrath from a crowd that swore they had the last laugh, as they wipped his blood soaked back
He is genius typed into a paragraph, and delivered to adam's aftermath by turning a cross into a compa**
Imagine that
Arms that stretched to hell and back
Transcoding love from its abstract to the most basic paragraph that even the simplest child could understand
His greatness, spoke in a different language called anguish, became the declaration of grace that never changes
But changes every sinner made saint wooing us through his ageless patience
All humanity's vain attempts to trash the suffering gasp he took as he breathed his last
Could never match the math
Of what he produced with his pa**ion, still outlasting the mockery of the past
Just an outcaste who made my out right wrong into righteous path
Grace upon grace, carved into his arms just like he traces grace into the believing hearts
Of a lost race, his word is bond
On compa**ion he was hung
Ear to the prodigal son, lamb for the slaughter, holiness his armor, not even a lick of liquor he took to numb his honor
But braved on his brow the crown of horror in order to accomplish his main order: redemption through slaughter
But proven through resurrection in power and on his thigh he writes King of kings
Lord of lords, how proper, Son of the eternal Father
Invisible God came visible that all would see and receive his beautiful gospel