this is what you call a sign. Lyrics

Praise the Lord

The same hand that carries a pen carries a sword

I took risks for things I couldn't afford

And even when I lost, I still walked out with more

Yeah, for sure

I hope we all succeed

I think we all could lead to something that we good at

If we all believe there's something that we good at

So if you need one, this is what you call a sign

I already thought of mine

I'm good at taking memories and putting them in gold

I'm good at bridging gaps between the youngins and the old

I'm good at having conversations with the wordless

I'm good at floating away from the surface where the earth is

Where the worthless try to determine what your worth is

So find your purpose before you see your curtains

Before the show is done, the tears flow, the noses run

What can you say of the challenges you will overcome

What can you say but "thank you" to God's chosen son

The one in which I gained this muscle in my shoulders from

So I can hold up what I need to hold

Even in the freezing cold

Even when my knees are old, I'm still standing

I hold my hands to the fire in which I'm still fanning

I let the flames grow

Even when the wolves appear and I can see the fangs show

Even when the rain falls, I can see the rainbow

This is what I came for

Where you think I came from

My heart broke so many times, I'm shocked I got the same one

The doctors ought to hand it to me

Nothing much was handed to me

I was born in many places

And I'm the champion of many races

Heavy