You want an answer, but your ears are shut

You're living again, but you know you forgot

You want an answer, but your ears are done

You're moving again, but we see that you run

Tell me – who, tell me wants to do that – like

Who, tell me wants to run

Who, tell me wants to give back

You're walking, now you're talking

But – who

You want an answer, but your ears are shut

You're living again, but you know you forgot

You want an answer, but your ears are done

You're moving again, but we see that you run

Tell me – who, tell me wants to do that – like

Who, tell me wants to run

Who, tell me wants to give back

You're walking, now you're talking

But – who will be the son?

Who will be the son?

You want an answer, but this might seem harsh

You thought you walking in the light

But you were living in the dark

You were talking sounding right

But left it, giving them the parts

That were white washed – too many stopping when He would ask

It's quite often we copy, follow the coffin

The common denominator is the chorus of the modern –

Man – can mans plans stand the sand time be dropping?

Often honestly, we think that open honesty's a problem

Get it? No? Drop it, this façade that you want it – go

Lock it in your heart, ready flow, let it really show

Start, then the part where you grow is when healing goes

In to where it's needed, spirit pleading

Coz the bleeding knows

Where to find the damage, like an adage says that ones

Naïve in their behavior, in their ways will pass it on

I see you taking chances, with your standards to belong

But if you're looking for an answer, tell me who will be the son?

You want an answer, but your ears are shut

You're living again, but you know you forgot

You want an answer, but your ears are done

You're moving again, but we see that you run

Tell me – who, tell me wants to do that – like

Who, tell me wants to run

Who, tell me wants to give back

You're walking, now you're talking

But – who will be the son?

You want an answer for this brokenness you see

As it's seemingly apparent He eradicates the free – dom

Live, run, See fun, quick, done dreams

One aspect of this facet is it actively agrees

With the people against

All believers and His friends

Are you gonna take the stand point it's your judgement that will end

All the falling Christians, no restoring can amend

Nah, He's calling out to men

Bold or stalling, to be sent –

Out right – go forth – stand up tall

Living like a fire flame

Never changing, never small

Sparks bringing spread to what the Father heart'd call

It's the art of simply getting you and stepping through the door

Yeah sometimes you have to stand up to know

Sometimes you have to take the time to grow

Yeah sometimes you have to go and show the truth

And sometimes you have to be the proof

You want an answer, but your ears are shut

You're living again, but you know you forgot

You want an answer, but your ears are done

You're moving again, but we see that you run

Tell me – who, tell me wants to do that – like

Who, tell me wants to run

Who, tell me wants to give back

You're walking, now you're talking

But – who Will be the son? – like

You want an answer, but your ears are shut

You're living again, but you know you forgot

You want an answer, but your ears are done

You're moving again, but we see that you run

Tell me – who, tell me wants to do that – like

Who, tell me wants to run

Who, tell me wants to give back

You're walking, now you're talking

But – who Will be the son?

Who will be the son?

Who will be the son?

The son, the son, the son

Who will be the son?