Written On The Wall

I heard stories about Moses in the desert

And I wondered if the years he'd spent there

Were anything like mine

'Cause he ran trying to escape

The consequences of mistakes he made

Never knew You loved him all the while

Then You called his name

And I wish You still spoke through burning bushes

And I wish You still wrote on blocks of stone

'Cause the sound of this world's deafening

And I'm having a hard time listening

And I wish Your will was still written on the wall

I heard of two Kings, Nebuchadnezzar and his son

You sent them dreams and visions

And Daniel to figure them out

They'd listen for a moment and obey for an instant

And then they'd go their own way

But I wouldn't know about that

And You wrote on the wall

And I wish You still spoke through burning bushes

And I wish You still wrote on blocks of stone

'Cause the sound of this world's deafening

And I'm having a hard time listening

And I wish Your will was still written on the wall

'Cause I can't seem to find You

I just need a little clue

It doesn't have to be a parting of the sea

If You'd just show me Your way

I know You still want to speak to me

Because I know Your love, it healed this heart of stone

But I wish You still spoke through burning bushes

And I wish You still wrote on blocks of stone

The sound of this world's deafening

And I'm having a hard time listening

And I wish Your will was still written on the wall

Written on the wall