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Practice Resurrection

by Tim Sean

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PRACTICE RESURRECTION by Tim Sean it's been written into history, spoken in the air fashioned into stories about what you think is so unfair the protest, the polemics, obsession spoke in code jesus, long long ago you can be born into truth, raised in its comfort two thousand years removed (so make him what you want) it helps to speak a little louder, helps if you'll be a bit bold jesus, long long ago practice resurrection forget what you have sown take a path of much resistance jesus, long long ago i can give four good examples of crisis in my life illuminating mystery, and clarifying mine its a language for suffering, grammar for the soul jesus, long long ago
PRETTY GOOD TIME by Tim Sean we will have a pretty good time, let my life shimmer and shine the teenage heart wants to laugh, turn around and it wants to cry jesus asks me, "what do you want?" and I think I want to be happy but I must give my life away, play my part in this salvation we will have a pretty good laugh on the warm red-dirt road sleepy silly in the old vans (and my friend, she just knows) jesus asks me "where'd you go?" seems I choose to always be distracted i am spirit but it scares me so; give me grace, but keep me fearful we will have a pretty good life, guard your heart and keep you balance rise up for what could lie ahead, a natural high in what we could become jesus said "go sin no more, look around, who's left to condemn you. they can't judge you, nor will I. please just try." we will have a pretty good time, please be safe in all the righ ways we'll find there's so much to give up and in that so much to gain remember god in the days of youth before you tire and grow weary and we will have a pretty good time as our lives shimmer and shine
October 03:04
OCTOBER by Tim Sean i've learned to speak out of both sides of my mouth (makes me weak) makes me think i can maintain this fragile peace blessed are you when you try the table once was set, the holy book, it sat regal at the head and the others, they sat right and to left always talking past each other october, you must learn to hold me differently my table, if I am able, will be round now to facilitate new needs i know that you think that we share the same language when we speak oh, my disposition might just mislead you (i'm not as friendly as you imagine) will i make it to the end? or will the structures come crashing down on my head? will i get to re-imagine what God said to me, now that I am older?
THE SASQUATCH SONG by Tim Sean I got lost in a million years of pain somewhere musta fell behind so i ran away what, when, how and why are still so hard to say tell me of your beauty, i'll tell you of my pain tracks so large i can't cover up my trail yes i try to hide but i always fail light of the glenn or the shadow of the hill there is no place God is not, moving fast or standing still i would like to know how this story starts tracing back my family tree ten thousand years (ten million years) all the smooth-faced creatures act as if they know they chase me with black boxes, chase me with their guns chase me with imagination just make it fun ancient dark, God spoke and it did start hiss, spark, fizz, boom, great big bang, elemental chart dust to dust, let the meaning rise above a little lower than the angels, made in the image of God
Mulligan 04:31
MULLIGAN by Tim Sean i know why they dreamed up heaven this religion of such kindness and i know why jesus has hung around for such an unreasonable amount of time you chase them all throughout your datebook the deadlines you must keep refuse to lower your expectations then find unhealthy ways to sleep wouldn't it be fine if you let it go if you didn't have to show as though this time it does not matter as though in this moment you get a free ride as though all your questions can stay unanswered and all your debt stays unreconciled wouldn't that be fine i've always wanted to find perfection in this trade that i finally chose but the terrain is always shifting i can feel it cracking between my toes because life can weigh just a little heavy keeping up with these floating trends just exactly what kind of fiction do you cope with in your head?
EARLY MORNING by Tim Sean early morning can shape your lifetime its quiet deference, its warming sunshine turn the pages and heed the warnings those gentle graces might just be forming because its about time I made a change i've been putting it off too many days it's really too bad i'm stuck with myself i'd like to get away and meet someone else maybe find some way to get born again lord, i'm so tired of getting tired i'll stat walking and let my mind wander no more talking or passed down formulas
OH, THAT I HAD A THOUSAND VOICES Words by Johann Mentzer Tune by Tim Sean Oh, that I had a thousand voices To praise my God with thousand tongues! My heart, which in the Lord rejoices, Would then proclaim in grateful songs To all, wherever I might be, What great things God has done for me. O all you powers that he implanted, Arise, keep silence now no more; Put forth the strength that God has granted! You noblest work is to adore. O soul and body, join to raise With heartfelt joy our maker’s praise. You forest leaves so green and tender That dance for joy in summer air, You meadow grasses, bright and slender, You flowers so fragrant and so fair, You live to show God’s praise alone. Join me to make his glory known. All creatures that have breath and motion, That throng the earth, the sea, the sky, Come, share with me my heart’s devotion, Help me to sing God’s praises high. My utmost powers can never quite Declare the wonders of his might. Creator, humbly I implore you To listen to my earthly song Until that day when I adore you, When I have joined the angel throng And learned with choirs of heaven to sing Eternal anthems to my king.
LONG SLOW FADE by Tim Sean cast aside the bottle, it'll never help you find your way take your lips off the cold rim and lean into your pain lean your head just so back and look up at the stars in the heat there is a cool breeze (notice where you are) in 100 years there will be nobody who knows your name even then, just the facts ma'am, your personality fades write it down on a bright page, which fiction do you choose? similarity to real life but with so much more to lose i'm a long slow fade i'm still find that i'm changing but I'm not allowed to say and this language game that we're playing it doesn't allow for upgrades i'm a long slow fade here's a guide a for practice someone's story from so long ago and a formula to plug it in, a hermeneutical fashion show square peg in round hole, travel the long way round are we really that stupid? yes. oh yes I still find that i'm changing
SUSPENSION OF DISBELIEF by Tim Sean often i suspend my disbelief for God and his own tale like a movie star i see up on the screen whom i will care for till the bitter end the villain for my own taste is tempered with some good vilified by things he was denied denied by the easy road denied the angry roads denied by the comfort of a lie often i suspend my disbelief for christ, whom i have known scripted in the recess of my mind still his courage i seldom show i'm weighted down with ancient laws and codes i cannot break weighted down, simplified simplified by the easy road simplified by the angry roads simplified by the comfort of a lie tonight i will entertain my disbelief yes tonight, but just for a while and the movie star i will see behind the scenes where he lives, barely getting by the hero for my own taste is tempered with some doubts been denied three times tonight denied by our easy road denied our angry roads that codified the comfort of our lies
I HEARD THE VOICE OF JESUS SAY Words: Horatio Bonar, 1846 Tune: Tim Sean I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Come unto me and rest; lay down, thou weary one, lay down thy head upon my breast." I came to Jesus as I was, so weary, worn, and sad; I found in him a resting place, and he has made me glad. I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Behold, I freely give the living water; thirsty one, stoop down and drink, and live." I came to Jesus, and I drank of that life-giving stream; my thirst was quenched, my soul revived, and now I live in him. I heard the voice of Jesus say, "I am this dark world's light; look unto me, thy morn shall rise, and all thy day be bright." I looked to Jesus, and I found in him my Star, my Sun; and in that light of life I'll walk till traveling days are done.


released July 17, 2021


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Tim Sean writes and plays Americana music with occasional splendid help from all sorts of friends in Oklahoma City.

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