Parables and Dust

Parables and Dust

2024-04-29

Created By Jake Frakes With Udio AI

Lyrics

In dusty roads (dusty roads) He taught in parables and prose Some ears catch truths; some hearts stone They think they know (they think they know) His words like seeds, they got to grow In barren minds, let wisdom show Callin' out them Pharisees, I can hear Him That's when He said, 'Come, follow me.' Disciples writin' destiny, the gospel got that truth like 'Round here we breakin' bread Miracles stun (miracles stun) Yet some doubt, like stormy glaze He walks the waves (He walks the waves) Challengin' faith in cynical days Stirring the souls, fishers of men They drop their nets, born again In Galilee's boat, they leave their kin To fish for hearts steeped deep in sin In parables spoken, His message ignites A beacon for truth in tumultuous nights No silver spoons (no silver spoons) Just desert blooms, in projects bloom He preached the Word, in urban tunes Castin' out doubt, beneath the moon In city streets, the lessons heard A rebel's voice, without a sword He's flippin' tables, flippin' norms In concrete chapels, His spirit roams [Chorus] He's the streetlight prophet, speaking to the night Telling tales of grace, turning wrongs to right The scroll unfolds (the scroll unfolds) With parables spun, like woven gold The seeds He sows (the seeds He sows) On rocky soils and roads untold Scribes and skeptics, they just scoff (they just scoff) Their hearts locked up like tombstones, lost But still He talks (but still He talks) His message cuts through like the cross [Chorus] He's the raw truth-sayer, in the southern land Guiding through the shadows with a nail-scarred hand He's speakin' riddles, turnin' temples down Paintin' truths in a world wearin' crowns 'Cross starless skies (starless skies) He's the rebel light, in doubter's eyes Preachin' in the alleys, not the thrones Whisperin' of kingdoms overgrown Where sinners dine (where sinners dine) He breaks the bread and pours the wine [Chorus] He's the renegade preacher, the southern street sage In the book of life, He’s scribblin' the page