Hotel Sessions 3.0 @Dillonchaseok

 
Published on Jan. 27, 2017
Channel: Dillon Chase
Category: Music
Source: Youtube

Hotel Sessions 3.0 takes us to San Antonio, TX with my son. We pick out a beat and write on the way to the concert. After the concert in the hotel room we film the recording of the song. Shout out to Garrett with SBTC, Purpose at Home of The Holy Spirit, and everyone at SEC MOVEMENT conference! stream song here lyrics Hotel Sessions 3.0 takes us to San Antonio, TX with my son. We pick out a beat and write on the way to the concert. After the concert in the hotel room we film the recording of the song. Shout out to Garrett with SBTC, Purpose at Home of The Holy Spirit, and everyone at SEC MOVEMENT conference! stream song here https://soundcloud.com/dillonchaseok/hotel-session-30-the-watcher lyrics Even your dark ways is magnifying the light I grab the mic and recite A passage higher than flights Or satellites with a height Of Galaga type of fights Space battles But no categories suffice... Because when you're heavenly minded Satisfied by the Christ No one can ever define the Massive size of the site A whole other dimension Rally cries will ignite The chorus goes to the Lord of Hosts Passions rise and excite Wish I could keep that perspective But man I ignore it I miss the picture Like when you stick your hand out and form it To take a selfie but your phone ran out of storage I Need to remove refuse I cannot afford this... I'm getting deep My bad let me resurface Hold let me reword it Because the deeper we search in Eternal currents I'm certain If you get thorough with burrowing Under the finite You'll find your infinite purpose Concurrent With Enjoying him joining in glory then pouring the love of God to others far ignoring That the longing to live is really a catalyst To seek the giver of life until he comes back to this Yeah I just got back from a crowded scene Yeah Talking about the king To like a thousand teens Yeah But I know how it be Man they're pallet fiend To sip forbidden venom thinking that the fountain's clean Ooh, NO, that's a tragic case With an aftertaste Of His wrath in place Turning from the Captain's face To be a castaway But I don't want to feast with the beast you can pass the plate See I was delivered From a muddy river Of an ugly litter So if they persecute the church I'ma suffer with her Eternity is sweet but right now the cup is bitter My son told me that I need to stop But I'mma take my time like a greedy clock Cause God's been pouring into me a lot So I pour it back out like a heated pot My death will be a graduation with the best class Crew moving in to New Jerusalem no jet lag Until then I'll worship God - no threats last Face up, hands out, like a chest past