ecclesiastes

Things I seen before
The vanity of my soul
We're called to delight
In the presence of God's people

Abba Father
This existence
Taking its toll
I'm ready to come home
Yeah, yeah yo, yeah, yeah yo

Tired of this flesh, I'm a mere mortal
Wanna go home, yeah I wish there was a portal

What's the point of anything, yo
What's the point of anything, yo

When I'm with my family I feel love
When I'm with my brothers I play too much
'Cause they see me
And they hear me
Just like you do

Heaven on earth
You coming back
That's the good news