It’s sad to say, things haven’t got much better
So I thought I better send another letter
In case the last one got somehow mislaid
You know the postal service these days
My quest for perfection, seems really too ideal
Your Novice Servant
THE WORD ON IT
I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.
And whosoever will be first among you, shall be the servant of all
MUSIC THAT SPEAKS TO ME
Do you remember what He’s called you out of ? Do you remember where you were?
SONG: Come and join us
ALBUM:Petra means Rock