Lyrics

If I pretend that I don't know
And I pretend that I don't see
It could be that lives will sail
On without the past
But if we steer from lives that rage
Witness that I can breathe
It could be our lives will sail
All within their past

I've observed the souls turning out to work
Written worth and holy stories born upon their lips

Sing ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last
Sing ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last

I'm in need of Love's sharp point
It does cut me up to hear
Of lives unguarded, derailed
All within the past
In the work beneath the sun
Its in the work that shades it son
And out of this hearts can change
All within their past

I've observed her soul turning out to work
Written worth and holy stories born upon their lips
I've observed the souls turning out to work
Written worth and holy stories born upon their lips

Sing ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last
Sing ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last
Sought ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last
Sing ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last

Sing ideas of a promise
Meet your promise so fast
Sing ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last
Sing ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last
Sought ideas of a promise
Meet your promise at last

At last
At last
At last…

At last
At last
At last…

At last
At last
At last…

Synopsis

We wanted a relatively quick track to sit before 'Braver The State Of His Mind', and 'Written Worth' presented itself as the perfect one. It was relatively easy to construct as a song in our writing and arranging sessions in North Wales, and similarly it was surprisingly straightforward to record and to mix. Again Jon's guitar solo seizes you with the final bits of the story - the blazing sun perhaps - and with an outro that I still find very uplifting. The song tries to convey the general idea that these texts hold something over us…despite being written years and years ago…they ask questions about what we value, what type of world we want, about our potential to live peacefully out of a faithful understanding of ourselves. Yeah…a move away from young Jonah…but leading reassuringly onto…