Intro (Piano arpeggios)
[Spoken, reflective female voice]
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. (spoken with distant reverb)
V1
They chase what is fleeting.
I chase what has meaning.
They plan their next escape
I’m planning my arrival. (hit on “arrival” with bass swell)
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V2 (Piano lead, airy pads swelling)
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 (Strings swell, snare rolls building tension)
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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Ch A (Bass + guitars slam with kick)
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 + percussion; vocal loop: “I’m not of this world…”)
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V3 (Piano lead returns, guitars heavier)
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 groove; bass + brass stabs; 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.
Resp: Mine’s to see my Savior’s face.
Call: What’s your crown? A fleeting flame.
Resp: Mine’s to hear Him call my name.
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Ch B (Full wall of sound — piano, guitars, orchestra)
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” — all instruments drop except piano, then explode into full band)
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Tag (Half-tempo drums, strings, sustained guitars)
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 (Solo piano with string swell)
They chase the world and its fleeting flame…
I seek the One who knows my name.
Metaphysical