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The idea for this song came me one day as I was running with my College roommate (trying to keep up). As I listened to the rhythmic pounding of my feet on the road I imagined it was the beat of an eagles wings. I imagined myself being lifted off of the ground and soaring through the sky. As Isaiah says “but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”

These words have come to mind many times while on a long hike or a tiring jog. It also reminds me to persevere in my spiritual journey. Like Paul says, “I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”

Adam - Guitar, Vocals
Christopher George - Vocals, Drum, Running Sounds

Press On
This rhythm pounds on sweating asphalt beneath my feet
It is my life, oh I know it is my heartbeat
To slow my pace and somehow stop would choke this life from me
So I keep on I know the prize and none can take it from me.

I press on. Oh press on, oh press on. On and on.

As my heart must keep pumping, so my stride must not be slowed
To stop running now is to loose this race I know
To lift my feet just one more time is all that I can do
One more time and one more time and one more time or two

Oh my legs were burning and flames crept up my spine
Now a numbness is all I feel or do I feel just fine
I’ve lost of sense of space or time the road keeps sliding past
The rhythm marked out by my feet is all that I can grasp

But the beat is muffled now I can’t even feel the ground
The landscape seems so far away as I am lifted through the clouds
I mount up on eagle’s wings, across the planes I soar
I know the race is finally won and will be lost no more.