Am I foolishness to you
And is it laughable the things I do
And can your callous mind see past yourself to His divine
Am I foolishness to you

Can I sing about my maker and have you not roll your eyes
Can I weep about my savior and the way He died
I know it don't make sense to those who ride the fence
But I'm sold out to Christ

You call it loosening up
I call it spiraling down
Only one thing's the same
Only one thing remains
Jesus

Can I sing about my maker and have you not roll your eyes
Can I weep about my savior and the way He died
I know it don't make sense to those who ride the fence
But I'm sold out to Christ

You're all asleep
You're all asleep
You're all asleep but He's all I need
And you don't see it

Can I sing about my maker and have you not roll your eyes
Can I weep about my savior and the way He died
I know it don't make sense to those who ride the fence
But I'm sold out to Christ

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