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The Time

by Return, Brother

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1.
A Time for Everything (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 NIV) There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.
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The Garden 05:08
I hid amongst the flowers. In the shade of the trees. This refuge that I had called my home, Was no longer home to me. Bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh, Forever here with you. A life of freedom and a life of beauty, Was no longer within reach. You called my name and I did not answer. You came for me and I ran away. Seeking to find what I was not made for, Gave it all for just a taste. A comforting voice now filled me with fear, As he asks to hear the truth. I reply, “This woman here, Has made me take the fruit.” It was not my fault. Why did she listen? He should have been there. She should not have been there. Where was he? Am I her keeper? He took it too. Why did she give this to me? It was not my idea. She is to blame. What happened to us? Why did you ever make her? What have we done? What have we done? What have we done? You called my name and I did not answer. You came for me and I ran away. Seeking to find what I was not made for, Gave it all for just a taste. Gave it all for just a taste.
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We were children, Chasing after you, chasing after me, now, We had dreams then That I would be with you and you would be with me. Your words cut deeply. But I can only imagine how mine felt. Tearing your fragile heart into pieces While only thinking about myself. There’s still time, There’s still time to heal. There’s still time, There’s still time to heal. The things that save us Often seem to hurt the most. So pick your heart up from this bed of ashes. Now’s the time to learn and grow. There’s still time, There’s still time to heal. There’s still time, There’s still time to heal.
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Take me to the Appalachian Mountains, Over the hilltops to the place I call home. We’re going there to find what’s forgotten, It’s been far too long since we’ve let our hearts roam. Weep with me my dear For the days that are gone. Weep with me my dear For the years that are lost. You brought me there and sat right beside me. The falling leaves told the beauty of pain. We began to remember the vibrance around us, The seasons of joy that were washed by the rain. Laugh with me my dear, I’m right here beside you. Laugh with me my dear, Your heart has been set free. Your heart has been set free. You told me all the ways that I’d hurt you. I asked for forgiveness and you gave it to me. The cold has left us bruised and broken, Barren and bare like the wintertime trees. Mourn with me my dear For the days that are gone. Mourn with me my dear For the years that are lost. For the years that are lost. The darkness of winter can’t hold us forever. Dawn is promised in the setting sun’s hue. So I take your hand and draw you up to me, For our love is tried and our love is true. Dance with me my dear, I’m right here beside you. Dance with me my dear, Your heart has been set free. Your heart has been set free.
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My Friend 04:20
My friend, where have you been? My friend, where are you now? When you come back it’s like no time has passed. But I haven’t seen you in quite some time, In quite some time now. My friend how have you been? My friend how are you now, And how’s the world been treating you? Oh this world, How’s it been treating you now? I’d cross the ocean just to find, To find where you are. The shards of our lives, broken and they Are scattered so far. There’ll come a someday, When we’ll meet again. And the time that’s passed will pass us by, Pass us by, Pass us by now. And we’ll gather, All that we’ve lost, And all we’ve thrown away. All these memories, And all these days. I’d cross the ocean just to find, To find where you are. The shards of our lives, broken and they Are scattered so far.
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Their hand was promising, But the cards fell through the cracks, Soft and slow, red and black. Nothing left for him but to fold and restart, But then he’s trumped with the Queen of Broken Hearts. If perfect love casts out fear, Then what is going on here? What is going on here? The price of his freedom the same life he wants to save. Is this love? Or chains? Locked in shackles of guilt and fear, All judgement lost of what is sincere. But to test what she claims is at stake, Is a risk she prays too great For him to dare take. If perfect love casts out fear, Then what is going on here? What is going on here? The price of his freedom the same life he wants to save. Is this love? Or chains? The threats on her own life, But its his she’s really taking. Asking him to hold together everything that’s breaking, But he can’t. Only one can. Your perfect love casts out fear. Father, bring healing here. Father, bring healing here. The price of her freedom the very life that you gave. There is love That breaks the chains.
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Fortress 02:41
I am a fortress, A wall of pride reenforced by flesh and bone, For the walls I’ve known are a home constructed from The ground up. Brick by brick I build a fabricated existence centered Solely on self-satisfaction that seeks to satiate the Sinful desires of my heart. I cower behind a paralyzing passivity, A fallacious fear of failure, for I am silent. I am a fortress. Facing these fore winds headstrong, I long to be free from the ties that bind me to the Will of my nature. These bones ache from a load too heavy to carry on my own two shoulders. A storm is approaching. I hear it. I feel it. The timbre of a tempest transcending the walls of Sixteen years worth of my pride, How could my eyes be so blind to find my faith in this Fabricated fortress falling before me? These walls crumble into the sea only to be swept away By grace. It’s time to mend this broken soul. It’s time to fill this hollow heart; heartbroken, open, and Hoping for restoration, Because I don’t have it figured out, Figured out these wasted days, chasing a taste of Something that wasn’t anything, was nothing more than A dangerous dream. But it seems that I can finally speak. I can tell you I have found a home.
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Never Cease 04:09
What a mystery, The darkness you hate is so hard to release. Addicted to the very things that make your soul decease, That make your soul decease. But I have loved you. I will fight to bring you back to me. The war will pass, But the peace shall never cease. The veil is torn, the captives free. Go forth and let it ring. Arise, O sleepers, leave your graves empty. Death has lost its sting. O Death has lost its sting. For I have loved you. I will fight to bring you back to me. The war will pass, But the peace shall never cease. So run, my child, run, But the race is already won. O come my child, come, Until our hearts are one. O run my child, run, But the race is already won. O come my child, come, Until our hearts are one.
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A dream that began over breakfast at the Beck table, The Time is an exploration of Ecclesiastes chapter 3, verses 1 through 8. Each verse correlates to a track, and each track to a personal story. Our music is unapologetically raw, imperfect, and honest. All songs were either recorded in the auditorium of Redeemer Church or in the Beck home.

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released May 25, 2015

All lyrics and music written by Sara Beth Abbey and Kevin Beck.
Album produced by Kevin Beck, with help from Jason Faylen.
Photography by Corrie Beck.
Special thanks to Michael Anderson and all those who have supported and encouraged us throughout this journey.

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