Collision

The calm that comes before this rage Love that conquers all this hate The sweating hands that hold on tight Far too late to stop this slide Strip this away if it's what it takes I'm ready to break Lean forward I'm bracing for collision Run faster I'm chasing Your collision Shattered pieces in my eyes Sweet comfort has passed me by Wings no longer spread in flight Far too late to stop this dive I'm not running away I'm not running away I'm chasing, I'm chasing You --- Collision - Disciple