Confessions by Lauren Sotolongo Lyrics
Gay Christian
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Gay Christian
I'm the opening joke for both
the sermon and the bar scene
their only one. See,
it’s hard to engage every part of you
when all the people and ideals that feel a part of you
are not only running from each other,
they're trying to crucify one another
into spiritual and political history, See,
Call me gay Christian but I will not leave
your churches or your dinner tables or your bar scene
to have my back painted briskly
with generalizations about
"this lifestyle"
"This lifestyle"
is not your caricature to paint
as if "this lifestyle" is just something I decided to have for breakfast one day
But my love is not a McMuffin or stack of pancakes
and my faith
will always define my identity.
But please understand that my sexuality isn't a switch
it’s more like a pulse that beats
until something goes wrong
and I'm sorry that to you
I am something that went wrong
But,
I am not something for you to isolate or contain as if
your own adultery or lies aren't more pain
than me going on a first date
and I may not be a saint,
but I still want children and a family someday
Christians,
It's
as if us Christians have forgotten what it meant to say
we are slaves to righteousness
and that principle is bipartisan. So,
does our religion truly give us the freedom to
turn away or discriminate? But,
We cannot take
these discriminatory liberties within our
own church walls as if letting some a different lead or speak within our
own church walls would be learning something
Like the fact that
these chains of shame are not biblical
or family history, and...
I'm not asking you to agree
I'm only trying to say that
six verses in scriptures
does not make you my Savior or my doctor
they make you my family
Christians
Gay Christian
LGBTQ Christian,
let's just call us human!
I am the pastor's opening joke
but I have the privilege to step out and so I must
Because an entire community is being silenced with "Polly wanna Leviticus 20:3?"
and I’m done stuffing my soul with things that others choke down for me
and though I am terrified
make no mistake, I am terrified!
my fear
is now irrelevant
because I can finally see the
orange haze of your skin at dawn
I can finally understand what you mean when
you say the Sun is warm and shining...
I couldn’t... feel it before.
and now everything I was thought dead can finally rise
so I'm stepping out
I can finally rise
we are stepping out
we could finally rise
family, rise now!
together
these chains of shame are not our family history
anymore
This poem went from eight pages to one
Gay Christian
I'm the opening joke for both
the sermon and the bar scene
their only one. See,
it’s hard to engage every part of you
when all the people and ideals that feel a part of you
are not only running from each other,
they're trying to crucify one another
into spiritual and political history, See,
Call me gay Christian but I will not leave
your churches or your dinner tables or your bar scene
to have my back painted briskly
with generalizations about
"this lifestyle"
"This lifestyle"
is not your caricature to paint
as if "this lifestyle" is just something I decided to have for breakfast one day
But my love is not a McMuffin or stack of pancakes
and my faith
will always define my identity.
But please understand that my sexuality isn't a switch
it’s more like a pulse that beats
until something goes wrong
and I'm sorry that to you
I am something that went wrong
But,
I am not something for you to isolate or contain as if
your own adultery or lies aren't more pain
than me going on a first date
and I may not be a saint,
but I still want children and a family someday
Christians,
It's
as if us Christians have forgotten what it meant to say
we are slaves to righteousness
and that principle is bipartisan. So,
does our religion truly give us the freedom to
turn away or discriminate? But,
We cannot take
these discriminatory liberties within our
own church walls as if letting some a different lead or speak within our
own church walls would be learning something
Like the fact that
these chains of shame are not biblical
or family history, and...
I'm not asking you to agree
I'm only trying to say that
six verses in scriptures
does not make you my Savior or my doctor
they make you my family
Christians
Gay Christian
LGBTQ Christian,
let's just call us human!
I am the pastor's opening joke
but I have the privilege to step out and so I must
Because an entire community is being silenced with "Polly wanna Leviticus 20:3?"
and I’m done stuffing my soul with things that others choke down for me
and though I am terrified
make no mistake, I am terrified!
my fear
is now irrelevant
because I can finally see the
orange haze of your skin at dawn
I can finally understand what you mean when
you say the Sun is warm and shining...
I couldn’t... feel it before.
and now everything I was thought dead can finally rise
so I'm stepping out
I can finally rise
we are stepping out
we could finally rise
family, rise now!
together
these chains of shame are not our family history
anymore