Upon This Rock

Chasing after the rainbow's end
Left me clutching a fistful of wind
That last adventure must have been
Just a waste of my time
Ten pleasures for every wish
Twenty scratches for every itch
One hundred ways to catch a fish
Just a waste of my time

Dead beats
Dead-end streets
Every step I falter
Fill my cup
Fill me up
Take me to the altar

Upon this rock, I've a reason
Upon this rock, I am strong
Upon this rock, I've a reason
I'm standing where I belong

Wish I hadn't built as big a house
Makes it hard to catch a little mouse
I'd chase it, but I'm feeling drowsy
All from wasting my time
I need a glimpse of my calling now
Get my feet back behind the plow
This idle age will not allow
Just a waste of my time

This day
Burn away
Every indecision
Angst-free
Anchor me
Make my life a mission

Upon this rock...

Recorded by The Newsboys.  Lyrics by Peter Furler, D. Liles, and Steve Taylor

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