Where I’m From

I’m from my dad doug hunter, a man with a heavy heart
Whose words were as desperate as beggars cries
And as sharp as darts
I’m from his house of cards, that we’d shoot down with 
rubber bands
I’m from the depth of his sorrow, i’m from his artistic 
hands

You ask me where i’m from, i’m from the heart of god
You ask me why i’ve come, i’ve come to love

I’m from that bitter day, when i found out he was locked up
 in a cage
Cause he bowed down to darkness and became its slave, when 
he shot down a man in a fit of rage
I’m from heartbroken tears, i’m from walls of shame
I’m from a lonely place of confusion and anger, disguises 
and blame

You ask me where i’m from, i’m from the mercy of my god
You ask me why i’ve come, i’ve come to love

I’m from a woman named trudy, i came out of her womb.
I’m from her turtle neck sweaters and her vanilla perfume.
I’m from the warmth of her smile, i’m from her dark brown 
hair
I’m from her humble heart, and all her love and care

You ask me where i’m from, i’m from the grace of god
You ask me why i’ve come, i’ve come to love

I’m from the one called jesus. i’m from his perfect life
I’m from his love and his grace. i’m from his sacrifice.
He gave sight to the blind, and crushed the captive’s 
chains.
He loves unconditionally and he’s taught me to do the same.

You ask me where i’m from, i’m from the faithfulness of 
god.
You ask me why i’ve come, i’ve come to love.
You ask me why i’m here today, i’m here to love.