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beehive champions [purple]

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"the best of me" by Joseph Stone, 2014 Cotton mouthed I can’t quite form the words mumbling and struggling longing to be heard water cooler topics maybe some “blah blah blah” It’s plain to see what’s going on I would like to share the best of me I long for sincerity and though I do the best I can I am just a common man average height far from athletic audacious passion far from pathetic socially awkward and at times a hot mess as I embrace acceptance I can confidently confess (that) I could wait forever and never get a chance to follow my dreams and stumble across romance I need to overcome my fear to be vulnerable with sincerity and to cultivate my inmost desires I could jettison my dreams, accepting status-quo it would be such a pity to only reach an early plateau transcend conformity, wisdom evident prolific and witty, I’d rather be confident that I could share my best until the day I die!
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“bringing zion down to earth” by Joseph Stone, 2014 wars and rumors of wars starvation and famines poverty and greed hunger and thirst these are the days of opportunity there sure is a lot that needs to be done rise up human and become Love’s hands and feet go and do likewise, restoration proclaims the name above all names disasters, injustice, oppression let’s seek to alleviate righteous anger immeasurable passion great depressions let’s learn from our mistakes Oh, Love will find a way… go and do likewise, restoration proclaims the name above all names one day, one day I wish it would be this day Today, bringing Zion down to Earth we’re heading to Zion’s shores let’s keep this course steady, steady as we go [1 Peter 2:6] we find in zion a stone a chosen and priceless cornerstone and whoever trusts in him will never be put to shame
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"live bravely" by Joseph Stone, 2014 Live bravely, we’ll live lives well spent With our beloved and friends We’ll sing along to our sentimental songs It’s alright, it’s alright (to) C’mon the way that lights up our paths is paved in love C’mon, what’s there to lose? Open wide, There’s room to let others inside C’mon the world cries out for renewal and positive impact C’mon there’s still time Open wide, and make some allies C’mon, Don’t let opinions stand in the way of embracing cold, hard facts C’mon, use solid reason Open wide, it’s time that we try to In the face of bigotry, Let’s stand up for the oppressed And give them a voice, So they too can express And live better lives, Embracing all that’s empowering So that together they too may sing (as we live bravely...)
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"Made to thrive" by Joseph Stone, 2014 Gone, today becomes the past What is just doesn’t last What you thought you knew has changed What once was unshakeable has come unhinged But still, I know you’ve got the will For resiliency, you can adapt Just take a chance and You’ll find that you’re still Full of life I know you were skillfully made to thrive You feel stuck, as if asleep behind the helm You sail into the deep, feeling overwhelmed While struggling to keep a straight face You’re screaming inside, searching for somewhere to hide Hold on hope for tomorrow Through sorrow, though it change your life It will make a world’s difference Though you might not see it immediately… Through tear stained eyes.
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"the bittersweet" by Joseph Stone, 2014 Am I making any sense as I repent for sins I did not commit is it too late to come alive making home in this world when I feel so alone regret imprisons me I try to drown it out but I’m the one drowning oh how I’ve backslidden into a personal hell that I do not belong in It feels like two steps back and one step forward where do I belong? Consider my pride it holds me back from reaching out and I suffocate under my distress and I digress into my own mess because these lies, they tell me that I am unacceptable, unable to be liberated from this personal hell I taste the bittersweet cannot escape my memories numb to my own dignity is this some sick tragedy is my life one epic joke try to step up only to choke these tears behind my eyes well up until I can’t deny that no, I’m not alright stand and face myself the self that I despise sad, complacent, suffering kneel at the cross of a Christ who proclaims me beloved and worthy of a love beyond all measure oh, how sweet it is to know that I am treasured buried in the tomb are my burdens defeated by holy wounds and I stand triumphant oh, Divine Love that liberates
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“Prayer Of St. Francis” music by Chad Hyatt, arrangement by Joseph (Josey) Stone Response: LORD, make me a channel of your peace, make me a channel of your peace. where there is hatred, I may bring love; where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness; where there is discord, I may bring harmony; where there is error, I may bring truth; R: LORD… where there is doubt, I may bring faith; where there is despair, I may bring hope; where there are shadows, I may bring light; where there is sadness, I may bring joy. R:LORD… LORD, grant that I may seek rather to comfort than to be comforted; to understand than to be understood; to love than to be loved; R: LORD… for it is by forgetting self that one finds; it is by forgiving that one is forgiven; it is by dying that one awakens to eternal life. AMEN R: LORD… (x2)
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"nothing wasted (not even the wounds)" by Joseph Stone, 2014 Open my heart to the grace I long for a treasured place that I can call home again these arms reach out as far as I possibly can stretching toward future uncertain In silence I wait for the Ineffable amid worries of late, almost imperceptible is a still, small voice against deafening silence a welcomed noise through timeless patience dissonant melody springs set to the rhythm of a heart beating bearing wounds riven (as I) take in slow, deep breaths memories come alive whispered requests screaming internalized face to face resentment revealed a past of disgrace when do I get to be healed? facing Eternity sigh inaudibly, “Eli Eli lema sabachthani?” Love holds me but never answers incoming tsunami baptismal waters mournful waves dark undertow of loss my heart flooded once regarded as nothing more than merely dross nothing wasted not even the wounds the past I’ve hated has become my tomb promised resurrection I fear short lived intimate regeneration a subtle shift remembering my purpose dismantle lies the hard work is worth it if just to see sky though uncertain of strength in the midst of affliction standing bravely on two feet feel the wind brushing across my skin… nothing wasted not even the wounds… open my heart to the grace I long for a treasured place that I can call home again
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"lessons learned and bridges burned (fire and brimstone)" by Joseph Stone, 2014 Lessons learned and bridges burned Thresholds crossed and pages turned I feel like we’re on the verge These tests of life spring forth new words (c’mon!) We’re hardened, we’re stubborn, and slow to change Like a kick from a mule, we can often estrange Our sisters, our brothers, and significant others It’s as if we’ve forgotten our baptismal waters With a call to change, we start to recognize That within our hearts, human souls reside C’mon! We’ve got some bridges to mend C’mon! Our very lives depend on it Confusing faith as make-believe Makes us blind to the deeper reality Forgetting to ask the difficult questions Thinking we’re right when we’re heading in the wrong direction (c’mon!) One foot in the frying pan And the other in the lion’s den Waiting, waiting is so condescending To prescribe to someone suffering, suffering Consequences unintended What’s been ripped can be mended What’s been hurt can be healed What’s been broken can be rebuilt.
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“daylight today” by Joseph Stone, 2014 The city calls out to me with promises of illuminated dreams and I’m falling all over myself for a taste of the good life sometimes I wish there was a way to buy the happiness that I long for as I stretch out to grasp in vain for a taste of the good life as I’m getting older I begin to recognize that wisdom does not automatically come with age I’ve gotta grow up and stop kidding myself because I’m the one who’s gonna have to pay for making public indiscretions and financial mistakes too many years have I tried to carry the weight of my burdens this is not my cross to bear it’s time to let go and fly years have passed and the past still haunts me as I try to raise my head above the waves of infinite sadness and lonely abandonment oh, I have my good and bad days I’m getting closer to the moment that I’ve always dreamed of to accept the love that has always been there and to reject the hateful lies and spiteful accusations that I’ve placed upon myself as I pray of daylight I”m getting closer now, I pray for daylight today
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"(we, the) beehive champions" by Joseph Stone, 2014 As strangers we meet as friends we speak speechless we greet each other in meekness we leave We share our meager lives our treasures stored in fragile heart containers we are soon to discover that together our lives are not so meager You have torn down my last defense I feel like there is nothing left to protect and so I lay here waiting for the final death blow only to find that I’m at home Let’s do this again because after all we are beehive champions we’ve got the war wounds to prove it we can keep on going as long as we don’t quit With clenched fists, how can we expect love? With open palms, we can gracefully express love with outstretched arms, we can faithfully protect love with open hearts, we can finally accept love (la la la... ) The longer we go the father we seek to trek past our fears and find the strength that runs deep We share our meager lives our treasures stored in fragile heart containers we are soon to discover that together our lives are not so meager You have worn down my last excuse to become anything less than my very best and so I sit here feeling rather obtuse because you choose to see past my messiness Let’s do this again because after all we are beehive champions we’ve got the war wounds to prove it we can keep on going as long as we don’t quit
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"victory song" by Joseph Stone, 2014 Underestimated and sometimes counted out Eyes looking ever onward even as things are heading south Still I will sing this profession from my mouth No matter the burden, the cost, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt I will not be defeated I will not lay down and die This is my victory song In the midst of the lions jaws With love as my banner and cry Moving forward, I proclaim with a call I will not be defeated I will not lay down and die Look at who I am No longer a broken person Listen and I will sing you a secret If you choose hope over despair you’re likely to develop some mighty wisdom (you better) recognize, recognize Who you are Recognize what your capable of Don’t lay down and die Recognize that you are wonderfully made to be loved Don’t D.I.E. Choose hope and be free To redefine your life As you see fit
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"may my life be my love song" by Joseph Stone 2014 the truth I find is rather hard that this life I live is not my own and though I give with selflessness I still walk these streets alone and these are the days I need you when all I can do has already been done the mountains seem to climb higher and higher these burdens weigh a ton and you cast them into the sea as far away from me you cast them into the sea... may my life be my love song composed of melodies of loving action the chorus written on my heart full of life, full of love, full of passion the great fear I face is rather tough that the care I show is not enough to warrant fidelity's embrace though I live with a new found grace and here are the words, "Where are you?" when I'm caught in loneliness's cold grasp these depths just seem to have no end all I ask is for the strength to outlast with courage I stand speaking words for reinforcement with courage I stand…. through faith I stand Your words of great encouragement, with courage I stand… may my life be my love song composed of melodies of loving action the chorus written on my heart full of life, full of love, full of passion you promised you'd never leave nor forsake me you promised you'd never leave… with gaze toward eternity in faith I live more fully

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released June 27, 2014

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