From 4.28 - Portraits

You say nothing’s changed here since creation

I say creation changed nothing

Do you believe in all that’s written down?

A holy scripture undermines the ground

As independent thought is stripped away

A heretic is all that’s left in me

Can you let me

Find my way?

I have so much I can’t explain

Searching for answers

Written in stone

Oh please just let me, find resolve

I’ve been staring through a window, that never let me see

I’ve been trying ever after, to comprehend the sink

And the theory of the world now, the deepest time we see

The 4.28 billion is locked under my feet

I dreamt of something truly groundbreaking

Where isles they rise then fall into the sea

Where they collide, combined infinitely

And they return by heat that sets them free

Can you let me

Find my way?

I have so much I can’t explain

Call me a heathen!

Send me away!

Oh please just let me, find my way

The young Earth theme

The young Earth theme

The holy ghost versus the deep

Ignis terra invenire versus petram

Oh the catastrophic floods!

Cutting chasms out of mud

Oh the catastrophic floods!

Carving mountains out of dust