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Verse 1)

Sunrise paints the window, but my heart is feeling gray

Another headline screaming, another piece of soul chipped away

They’re building bigger buildings, but the foundation’s cracked and weak

And the truth is getting harder to hear when it’s only money that they speak

I see the steeples shining, clean and polished, tall and proud

But the shepherd’s busy fleecing the lost and lonely crowd

Selling tickets up to heaven, while they build their kingdoms here

Drowning out the thunder of the reckoning that’s near(Chorus)

Oh, my heart is heavy, Lord, it’s more than I can bear

This road is getting rocky, and I’m breathing thinner air

I see the wolves in tailored suits, the serpents in the pews

And I’m scared my grandbabies will have to pay these dues

I’m just an old outlaw, Lord, who still believes in You

So tell me where to stand and fight, and what you need me to do(Verse 2)

I remember grandpa’s Bible, worn and weathered, marked with grace

He didn’t talk of judgment, he just lived it in this place

He’d give his only dollar to a man who’d lost his way

Now they’re preaching condemnation, and they’re turning folks away

I watch my grandkids playing, chasing fireflies in the yard

Their laughter is a holy thing, but my spirit’s standing guard

'Cause the world they’re gonna walk in is a field of hidden snares

And I wonder if they’ll find You through the anger and the tears(Chorus)

Oh, my heart is heavy, Lord, it’s more than I can bear

This road is getting rocky, and I’m breathing thinner air

I see the wolves in tailored suits, the serpents in the pews

And I’m scared my grandbabies will have to pay these dues

I’m just an old outlaw, Lord, who still believes in You

So tell me where to stand and fight, and what you need me to do(Bridge)

Is there a quiet acre left? A place where truth can grow?

A patch of fertile ground for a seed a man can sow?

I’m not looking for a sign carved out in fire from the sky

Just a whisper in the static that Your love ain’t passed me by(Outro)

Yeah, my heart is heavy, Lord, but it ain't made of stone

Let the liars have their kingdoms, I'm coming for the throne!

Not the one of gold and silver, but the one that's built on truth

So give this outlaw thunder, and the fire of my youth!

Let 'em hear the reckoning... in the pounding of my boots...

Yeah, I'm coming for the truth.