I’m looking at you.
Yes you, right there in front of it all!
You’ve hit a wall.
You can go no further,
You’ve lost all your ferver.
Like the fish that swims into cement, you yell “Dam!”
You’re taking pain by the gram.
You can take it no more,
You’re flopping on the floor
You just want it all to crumble.
Because that’s how you feel:
Like the Hoover dam unfilled.
And just a crumbling wall,
You don’t know if it should go down.
You could reinforce it
or let it fall.
But instead of water behind,
It’s your heart.
Broken and crumbling,
And should it break any more, the water, blood, and pain will poor out.
You’re alone without a doubt.
No one to fix it,
Or to help you break it down.
And you don’t know.
Could it be fixed or maybe repaired?
And for such change could you be thus prepared?
Or if it broke would that be so bad?
There’s a little boy with his finger in the dam
to prevent the deluge,
to give the village a refuge.
But what good is he?
If behind it all there is no water.
And look over there’s someone else with a--
Bulldozer?
Oh wait that’s me!
Yes it’s me and I’ve got some love.
Because I know what love is:
It’s a bulldozer.
And with it I’ll knock down that wall,
Yes the one you hoped would never fall, will.
And its little tributary will finally fill.
Maybe not a dam filled to the brim,
But a river in which your heart will swim.
Yes my friend you will soon be refreshed.
And in a river of love you will be able to rest.
For that’s what it’s all about.
Because I love you.
And I’ve got a bulldozer.
And I will not stop when your wall is a ruin.
That’s right; I’ll knock them all down,
From the Great one in China to the one in Berlin.
All will be rubble, because I am not alone.
We’ve all been given these four-ton machines of fury.
So around the world let’s go touring.
With our monster machines we’ll break them down, till we can taste the peace that keeps flowing,
And yes, my friends, we’ll keep on going.
And then we’ll go home and we all will rest again
by the new rivers flowing forth from our hearts.
And we’ll go back, back to where everything starts.
And remember the love that we’ve been given.
Yes, the love we have for He is risen.
