I am born into this frame
Bearing a relative DNA
My physical makeup is absolute
Until the spiritual changed the root
We seem to generate
An imperfect crawl
From the bloodline of adam’s fall
But the miracle is that
This gene will retire, if you aim high

You are not far from home
You can be all the great things
You were meant to know
More than you can wonder
We are no more a genetic dysfunction

You are not programmed to live
A synthetic robot, you are not
You have a choice, where to belong
Doing good or wrong

You are not far from home
You can be all the great things
You were meant to know
More than you can hope for
We are no more a genetic dysfunction

This natural man was doomed
We were before condemned
This failing skeleton
Gone, with the likes of him
Devil had me on the fence
The crushing consequence
But now repentance saves
Hail to the king of grace

You are not far from home
(You were meant to know)
We are no more a genetic dysfunction!