I've been putting on and putting off too many people
And I'm getting old to live
like an injured man, ailments and unfilled prescriptions,
like the nose on my face
Like a broken boat, a safety raft, and a love for the water
Well I just can't decide
To sink or swim, it's me or them,Should I save myself
or go back for the others
Because maybe there's no gray and I was wrong to tell 'em so
And then maybe all that I've to do was done a long time ago
CHORUS
Because there was life before my life
There was provision before my need
There was redemption before my sin
For the sake of the world I thank the Lord
That the truth's not contingent on me