Lyrics: 

Am I a believer? or one with the deceiver? 
Feel i really could be either, but i'm leaning towards evil
When i, look at my heart and see it's darker than a Don Chedle
aren't we all God's people?
Well i'm lost in this fog, deep in the dawn, sleeping, cannot
see Him at all, weep and i ball, at the thought of how feeble and flawed
We as a people are? Nah, Just me, i so easily fall and i don't want to be a fraud
I sit and read the psalms, next day i'm peeping on
some people on my TV telling me what i believe is wrong..
Should i believe them? or lean to what my preachers always preaching-on this walk with God i don't know where my feet belong...
Is this a season i've fallen upon? Used to be decently warm
Now it's like the breeze is gone...
But still i be, keeping on
Refuse to be defeated tell the enemy i'm declaring war.

(Hook)
Don't know where i've been at, trying to find my way back
Lost amongst the people like a needle in a haystack
Feeling one with the world, wandering off the paved path
prodigal son, straying, trying to get my faith back
before i fade to black, underneath where my grave's at
Gnashing my teeth, weeping, asking where the Grace is at??
Man i need my face slapped, wake me out this nap
snap, straight back, ASAP..

(Verse 2)
I know i've been wrong, one with the world You hold in your palm
Take control before i'm totally gone
I got a family to form, gotta be a man of the Lord
instead of one with the lawless one, i should be focussing on my walk with the Holy One
That's lacking, i've been totally slacking, admittedly
But honestly, i feel like all of the passion's been dwindling 
The light has gone dim again, think the fire needs kindling
need that faith of a child, just like when i was a kid again
Instead of me slipping up into sin again, i should be listening
for that whisper within from Him again, but....
I ain't hearing anything, I'm trembling, shaking, worried
Under the weight of everything occurring..
My spirit needs replenishing, that isn't saying 
I just entered into this desert - I've been in it
I'm saying, i've been praying, i'm waiting, 
I'm impatient, i feel like my spirit's taking a vacation


(Hook)
Don't know where i've been at, trying to find my way back
Lost amongst the people like a needle in a haystack
Feeling one with the world, wandering off the paved path
prodigal son, straying, trying to get my faith back
before i fade to black, underneath where my grave's at
Gnashing my teeth, weeping, asking where the Grace is at??
Man i need my face slapped, wake me out this nap
snap, straight back, ASAP..

(Repeat end of 1st verse)
I sit and read the psalms, next day i'm peeping on
some people on my TV telling me what i believe is wrong..
Should i believe them? or lean to what my preachers always preaching-on this walk with God i don't know where my feet belong...
Is this a season i've fallen upon? Used to be decently warm
Now it's like the breeze is gone...
But still i be, keeping on
Refuse to be defeated tell the enemy i'm declaring war.


SYG - The Breeze Is Gone (Prod. P.R)

Host/Producer of the Straight From The Underground 2.0 Show

Nathan E. Titchenal is an inspired artist making free music for 2 reasons: his own entertainment, and for the benefit of others that all might come to know Jesus Christ in a more intimate way. Style? Could be assorted ambient vibes, marimba-based diddies, full-on acoustic worship songs, spoken word flows, whatever. But they all with one thing in common: inspiration!

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SYG - The Breeze Is Gone (Prod. P.R)

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