Another story

Lord for all the games we play

Here on this earth

There is a blessing that we miss

Cause we miss it for what it's worth.

A better way, a better place,

A better choice to make

No better time to fall on Grace

No better chance to take

And the things I fill my mind up with

Keep me from seeing glory

I live beneath my privilege

An old familiar story

But it all can change so quickly

All those days the locusts ate

Can be restored here on my knees

It's an opportunity Grace creates

The time is now, you know its not too late!

All the missing pieces

You restore

All our broken promises

You exchange for so much more

For we can't cut our losses

And we can't count the cost you've known

We can't bear the crosses that

We took up on our own.

And the things I fill my mind up with

Keep me from seeing glory

I live beneath my privilege

An old familiar story

But it all can change so quickly

All those days the locusts ate

Can be restored here on my knees

It's an opportunity Grace creates

The time is now, you know its not too late!

We can't retrieve one broken rhyme

We can't justify one wrong

We can't redeem a moment's time

We waste it and its gone.

It's the same old tune

An old familiar song!

For the things I fill my mind up with

Keep me from seeing glory

I live beneath my privilege

An old familiar story

But it all can change so quickly

All those days the locusts ate

Can be restored here on my knees

It's an opportunity Grace creates

The time is now, you know its not too late!