Tom Wehrle Getting There
There are days I feed this fever Like a dead man on my bed 'til I can't divine the truth that I was seeking from the questions in my head And there are days when grace compels me To uncover my disease There are moments when the spirit breaks my will and I surrender I surrender by degrees It's all about getting there It's all about the climb It's all about the things we choose to keep and the things we leave behind It's all wrapped up in wonder It's all a simple prayer It's all about learning to live with our hunger It's all about getting there There are places I've been falling There are ways that I've been weak There are moments when I hear redemption calling but I'm too far down to speak There are shining fires of mercy That consume what I've become There is love that comes to cast away the fear of the things I'm running I'm running from It's all about getting there It's all about belief It's all about fine lines and land mines and crawling on your knees It's all wrapped up in wonder It's all a simple prayer It's all about learning to follow our hunger It's all about getting there It's all about getting there It's all about a dream It's all about false starts and heart aches and bursting at the seams It's all wrapped up in wonder It's all a simple prayer It's all about learning to trust It's all about getting there It's all a simple prayer It's all about learning to trust with our hunger It's all about getting there
