No Stone Thrown

My best friend, Jacob, and I decided that we wanted to start a band my Jr. year of college. I am sure we frustrated several neighbors that surrounded our apartment as Jacob played his full drum set and I sang at the top of my lungs while hammering on my acoustic guitar. By fall we had added our mutual friend, Jesse, on guitar and forced my brother, Micah, to play bass. We even had our friend, Dave, let us use his basement to practice in (looking back I believe he was our manager). We were only together for about a year before life got up in our faces with silly distractions like marriage, work and school. I can honestly say that the time I spent with these guys writing, practicing and performing were some of my most happy and satisfying musical experiences. In that time we recorded a three song demo, won a battle of the bands (which scored us the money for our demo and a local radio interview), played Bash on the Farm, and were featured in the Iowa State Daily like we were a local up and coming band (ironically we haven't played a show since the article came out).

The songs below were recorded in one session at a small studio that my Dad found. I love how the band sounds but absolutely despise my vocal. We laid down all the instrument tracks first and recorded my voice last. Unfortunately, by the time it came for me to record the vocal I was very fatigued. I over compensated with my breath support. So, what you end up with is a voice that sounds a little too classically trained for the band that is behind it. Nevertheless it was a great experience and I wouldn't trade it or my band mates for the world. The pictures were some that we took for our demo cover. I think we ended up using the one with the tiki torch.


Sacrificed

Woke up this morning and You’re gone, the sky is gray.

Was it just last night I failed and you paid?

The dead they walked around and the veil ripped in two.

And now I’m wondering. Did I kill you?

Chorus

Can I believe without You here?

Are you far or near?

And can I believe now we’re alone?

Sacrificed and gone.

Woke up this morning and You’re gone, the sky is blue.

Everything seems insignificant without You.

What can I say to relieve the others pain?

Are we faltering in the faith you proclaimed?

Chorus

Run to the garden and I find the open tomb

Nothing left but evaporated gloom

And later on I put my hand in your side

Can it be it was You I denied?

Can (I) we believe now You’re here?

Why do (I) we have fear?

Can (I) we believe now it’s clear

Sacrificed and here.

About
I wrote Sacrificed around Easter time. It's kind of like my "He's Alive" just not as well written or sung. I have always wondered what must have been running through Jesus' followers' heads around his death and Resurrection. There must have been a ton of confusion and fear. Then, total joy at seeing The Saviour alive.


Traitor

Why are you staring at me?

You seem to doubt that I’m free
Mock me all that you can for I’ve seen the Savior
And I am a free man

Chorus
Even though the sun sets today
On your heart that has been led astray
Even though you are a traitor
I will pray (X7)
For you

Now you vanish in your selfishness

Wasting your life on vanity
If you would only surrender
Brothers we could be

Chorus

About
I wrote Traitor about friend that I still love dearly and wish he would come back to Christ. My goal was to capture my resolve to always pray for him and always be ready with open arms should he lay aside his love for the world. I hope and pray my brothers would pursue me in the same way should I fall.


I Know

It seems I’m fallen today
Is it just my way of crying out?
It seems I’m lost today
Is it I just don’t know where to go?
I looked in the stars
For where You are
But I’m still alone
Lost and I don’t know where to go

Are there plans You have for me?
Are there dreams to come?
Are there plans You have for me?
My God, My God

I know I’m found today

Was it just the way you called my name?
I want to walk Your paths
But I’m so unsure of myself
He holds me close
He lets me know I’m loved and then
He lifts me up and says

I know the plans I have for you

I know what dreams will come
I know the plans I have for you
My son, My son

Would You ever let me fall away

Would You hold me from the light of Your day
Can I give You my heart and let it be
Only Yours

I know the plans I have for you

I know what dreams will come
I know the plans I have for you
My son, My son




About
I Know was written when I was feeling aimless, like I often still feel. I think it's OK to feel this way sometimes but to also rest in the fact that God has a plan for us. I also think that sometimes God give us this feeling to search Him out more, a discipline I am unfortunately very poor at.