Don't worry about the night that descends For even this darkness will end When you hear that trumpet sound They'll be a rumbling from the ground When the morning comes around Rise Up! Sing to your heart's desire Let that song take you higher When that stone is rolled away And you begin a brighter Lord hear me when I pray To Rise Up! Give thanks to all that's good and true And do unto others as you'd have them do to you And take your neighbor by the hand And try to understand Let's have our fellow man Rise Up! Remove these bonds of iron And break the chains of the tyrant Turn that water into wine And have yourself a right good time May both your body and mind Rise Up!

I sit by the window listening to my broken radio It tells me of all the places that I'm meant to go I feel the heat deep within I feel the sparks from the flame And from way up on high I hear him call my name I sit and listen to the sounds from my broken radio It tells me of all the things that I'm supposed to know I get my guitar out and play but it ain't quite the same And still that voice from up on high is calling my name But I got out, I stumbled about And I was finally able to see What the Lord had in store for me I still sometimes think about my broken radio And if I reaped the harvest from the seeds that it did sow The phases and stages the written pages of all that I've been through It taught me in the strangest of ways and it led me straight to you I still sometimes think about my broken radio

I'm going to the City of God To walk the streets of gold in the presence of my Lord Got my shield of faith my feet are shod I'm going to the City of God Great is the Lord and worthy to be praised Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all my days Have the banners of salvation raised Great is the Lord and worthy to be praised I'm going to the City of God To walk the streets of gold in the presence of my Lord Got my shield of faith my feet are shod I'm going to the City of God As we have heard so we have seen Seen the beauty of holiness from the Great King He has conquered sin and death's sting Fear not, for what's to come has already been I'm going to the City of God To walk the streets of gold in the presence of my Lord Got my shield of faith my feet are shod I'm going to the City of God

Monday morning in Georgia, Dalton to St. Andrew's Bay Meeting many nameless faces dreaming along the way Giving all I got to gain some higher ground Putting my nose to the grindstone trying to find a sound Well sometimes it feels like I'm chasing shadows in the night I keep flipping the switch but I never see the light Questioning myself about every word I write And I want tomorrow to get here soon I know it's getting late I'll soon be moving along I'm going to go and write the unwritten song Tuesday afternoon in Pittsburg PA Got a different way of doing things got a new song to play Shifting through the changes at break neck speed Singing out of glory, singing out of greed Well I don't know where I went wrong my intentions were pure But this is such a long road and it's so hard to endure But I got to get it together I've got to find a cure Because tomorrow will be here soon I know it's getting late and I'll soon be rambling on I've got to go and write the unwritten song Wednesday evening I's in a club singing the blues About Willie McTell and Howlin' Wolf and all the folks who paid their dues Some are in minor keys some got a real nice beat Some will drive you to tears some'll have you dancing out in the streets But when that curtain fell it was me standing alone I've always told myself I do things better on my own I figured I was just like a rolling stone And I want tomorrow to be here soon I know it's getting late and I'll soon be moving along I'm going to go and write the unwritten song Thursday night a full moon is out But nobody seems to know or care what I'm talking about But I'm singing loud and clear this is what I have to do But the reasons for that don't have a thing to do with you Well maybe I'm crazy or maybe I've lost my mind Maybe I'm just a stranger who was born in the wrong time But I'd still be searching whether I was deaf, dumb, or blind I just want tomorrow to get here soon I know it's getting late and I'll soon be moving on I'm going to go and write the unwritten song Friday is here, thank God Friday's come at last Friday always seems to go by too fast I was talking about the weather, looking up at the sky Humming that mournful melody to "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" Well the night time is the right time Ah babe that's what I say I'm getting riled up just seeing your skirt start to sway But this is one game that I can't afford to play Because tomorrow will be here soon Thanks for the good time babe but it's getting near dawn And I've got to go and write the unwritten song Saturday has come and there's a chance to sleep that I've got to take But now the sun is starting to set and I'm still yet to wake But I make it out of bed and stumble out to the street Keeping my head down there's no one I wish to meet But I don't mean nothing by it I don't wish to offend I'm just trying to be myself and I don't want to pretend It's just that starting something up is really just the beginning of the end And I want tomorrow to get here soon I know it's getting late and I'm going on and on But I've got to go and write the unwritten song 8 AM on Sunday in Knoxville, Tennessee Folks reminding me of Larimer Street, they're just staring back at me Things were getting dodgy there was cause for alarm I could see it in there eyes this was the making of a storm But I held steady what else did you expect? I got standards too and demand some respect Cause I ain't here to serve or to protect I just want tomorrow to get here soon I've sang it many times that I've got to be rolling on I'm going to go and write the unwritten song

A cool breeze blows in dust flies off my shelf I was thinking about how you were the answer to a question that I've never even asked myself Now the days roll away and it's been a long long time But I still see you now and again From the visions in my mind A late night leads to the morn, thoughts flash through my head Bout things I should have done about things I should have said How behind the mountains there are so many sunsets to come How I won't spend any of them with you What's done is done I don't know why I bother, I couldn't make it even if I tried There ain't no need to play these games there ain't no need to lie But the stars still shine bright and the signs are so hard to read If it means anything at all I'm here for you if you need A long day's work then I'm on my knees in prayer But I really shouldn't worry by now I really shouldn't even care But I still dream of you and I long for your touch But my dreams have dried up like the fallen leaves They really don't mean that much So what's good is bad what's bad is good, that's just the way things are We live life like we want, we all got unhealed scars And the hand that we've been dealt has always kept us apart But I'll still keep you hidden away In the dark rooms of my heart