Jon Guerra - Nothing To Say To The New York Times Lyrics

I've got nothing to say
To The New York Times
Nothing to say to Fox News
I've got nothing to spin
To lose or to win
I've got nothing to say but the truth

I've got nothing to say
To the nation or state
Nothing to say to your tribe
No hype and no rally
No votes needing tally
No kingdom but the kingdom that's mine
An eternal kingdom of life

Who do they say that I am?
Who do they say that I am?
The way and the life and the goodness
And the beauty and the truth?
Well, that all may be true, but
Who am I?
Who am I to you?

I've got nothing to say
To the crooks and the harlots
Downcast, with tears in their eyes
I've got no life lessons
Advice or directions
Just forgiveness and a real paradise
Forgiveness and a real paradise

Who do they say that I am?
Who do they say that I am?
The Lord and the Christ
And the one who will make all things new?
Well, that all may be true, but
Who am I?
Who am I to you?

Who am I to you?
Who am I to you?

I've got nothing to say to the courtroom of Pilate
When he asks if I'm king of the Jews
Is it a query that's honest
Do you know the promise
Are you asking for them or for you?

I have no words I haven't already spoken
Today, back then, and tomorrow too
The only thing left
That is to be said
A question to answer
Not a book to be read
It's an ache in the heart
Not a thought in the head

Who am I?
Who am I to you?