1.) Thirty years on, and tell me what's the perfect thing to say?
Truth has come and changed my life, (but) my head spins anyway.
Gospel glory, end of story. Try to live it out,
When so much still remains behind a cloud.
2.) Apples of gold in pictures of silver, fitting words of life.
They only come when I care for you enough, to set myself aside.
And when in moments of clarity, the invisible is shown,
Do you write it down real quick, before it's gone?
CHORUS.) I don't know what you thought I would tell you.
I don't know anymore that what I've heard,
I can only point to what Jesus promised,
That's the final word.
3.) Hope you caught our summertime star rising in the fall.
Winter voices, golden greats, yeah, I've still got 'em all.
Let the old songs remind us, hey, of just how far we've come.
Try to package wisdom on the run.
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4.) Still searching for the garden, flourishing on earth.
Still searching for the brotherhood, respecting each man's worth.
Still searching for that fantasy that dreams bring on rare nights,
Still searching for the words to set you right.
CHORUS.) I don't know what you thought I would tell you.
I don't know anymore that what I've heard,
I can only point to what Jesus promised,
That's the final word.