Intro (Piano, strings, sub)
[Spoken Intro, soft male voice]
Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves do not break in or steal; for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. (verb)
Verse 1
They chase what is fleeting.
I chase what has meaning.
They plan their next escape
I’m planning my arrival. (hit)
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Verse 2 (Piano, pads, kick)
Five-star meals, passport stamps,
Photos posed for envious fans.
Another trip to feel alive,
But the feeling fades when the plane arrives.
They sip the moment like fine champagne,
But I’m storing joy they can’t contain.
While they’re ticking off their list of sights,
I’m training my soul for heaven’s light.
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Pre-Chorus (Strings + snare rolls, synth riser, long piano chords)
No fear of missing out — I’ve found my place,
In a kingdom they can’t see, in a Savior’s grace.
Their treasures rust, their thrills decay,
Mine wait beyond the break of day.
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Chorus A– Short Short & Punchy (Bass drop, heavy guitars, synth lead)
They live for this life, I live for the next,
Faith is my compass, the cross is my rest.
I’m not of this world, I’m just passing through,
My crown’s in a kingdom they can’t undo.
(Trap beat, loop: “I’m not of this world…”)
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Verse 3 (Piano, guitars, toms)
Weekend plans, early flights,
Life’s a string of borrowed delights.
They chase horizons that still recede,
But I’ve found the Christ my soul will need.
I’m not immune to the pull of here,
But perfect love has drowned my fear.
I’ll trade a thousand sunsets’ glow
For the sight of heaven’s holy glow.
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Bridge (Halftime, brass; call/response)
No fear of missing out — I’ve found my place,
In a kingdom they can’t see, in a Savior’s grace.
Their treasures rust, their thrills decay,
Mine wait beyond the break of day.
Call: What’s your dream? A trip away.
Response: Mine’s to see my Savior’s face.
Call: What’s your crown? A fleeting flame.
Response: Mine’s to hear Him call my name.
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Chorus B – Soaring (Piano, guitars)
They live for this life, I live for the next,
Anchored in the promise of what’s perfect and blessed.
This world’s a shadow, the real comes in light,
When the Lamb is the sun and there’s no more night.
(Hold “night” — drop to piano, then full band)
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Final Tag (Half-tempo, strings)
They live for this life… (echo) I live for the next.
I’m not of this world… (echo) I’m just passing through.
Anchored in the promise of what’s perfect and blessed.
This world’s a shadow, the real comes in light,
When the Lamb is the sun and there’s no more night.
They live for this life… I live for the next.
I’m not of this world… I’m just passing through.
When the King calls me home, the world shuts down,
And I’ll trade my cross for a heavenly crown.
Outro (Piano)
They chase the world and its fleeting flame…
I seek the One who knows my name.
Metaphysical
