This is the hard part Stopping to ask for directions Sketching with these dirty colors just where I am You might have heard me Artfully dodging the buzz words Scoffing at your insinuation Of just where I am I'm a long long way From where I left to begin this refrain From where Your mercy and grace remain From where you sit is it true It's not that far to You It happened slowly Feet falling hard on the pavement Eyes reaching into the distance Toward empty sunsets Didn't I need to break out, want to be king Wouldn't I face the gallows if I return Or is a man freely pardoned As I have heard Precious Jesus Where can I flee from Your Spirit You know me too well.