Service

Service Church I'm a dropout Never fit in to their talk or boxes I just walked out Live on the fringes Now I'm an outcast that they chat 'bout Walked on my own route ET, proud Never had a doubt then Battled many bouts Wasn't no Habesha around I did it for the Black and brown And to lift the Puget Sound Scene blew, now I'm prodigal I grew and found these articles These pieces of myself and breath Scattered cross these continents My life is like a consequence A complex mix of colonizers and resistance Still fit no mold I did it to the grow There is no ceiling when healing is your goal I flow to feel an ocean in me Freedom is our destiny While traveling, unraveling Learning more what matters And accepting all my faults and strength Power, let it emanate I pray through music That's my way to say thanks May what I do everyday honor you in every way To be the light I seek for me I'm still learning grace And even when I stray I pray to still keep faith This isn't bout religion But it is Something different But it's not A breath hidden under every tongue we talk And every path we walk to get to the mountaintop I believe in the mountain, however you say God Not all those who wander are lost