So.... 
My sister and I are composing a series of songs to [one day] record. One of them is called 

"Dauntless".

adj. showing fearlessness or determination

Walking on the sand up the Santa Cruz beach 

sun so bright like my memories 

oh baby 

and it sounds like this

Flying so fast like a coaster ride 

memories come in like a raging tide 

oh baby 

and it sounds like this: 

Pre-Chorus 

baby just wait for it 

nobody's perfect 

baby we're made for it 

chorus: 

(it's like we're) 

Dauntless 

Fire in our souls getting brighter 

like the fire on the shore getting higher 

spinning into the sea. 

Waves toss 

your hair up as we jump now 

we're both so high and we know now 

it's where we're meant to be 

Talking up the change that has set us free

one with Him we're a masterpiece 

oh baby 

and it looks like this:

giving our all to fight the good fight

the poor and needy lost in time

oh baby 

let's stand for this 

Bridge: 

(rap) 

So baby let me tell you something that I know is right

i know that we are special when we're walkin' in the light

but this is not our home so let's not get too entranced

there's purpose in our souls and there's beauty in our dance 

you and I together we can set the captives free 

Jesus is the fire that's transforming you and me 

here we stand strong on the shore of life 

so let's jump jump JUMP with our hands held high 

"Resurrection"

 Unflinching

This love inside my soul

Reaching past the fears

Making me whole—

                   Unrelenting

                                     This light called Sun

washing me clean

blinding me,

                     scathing my skin

as it begins

making me one.

Two on a line

         Twice reconciled,

                Once to their God

                            Once to the child

                                         Inside their own hearts

                                                     Where dreams congregate

And talk about friends

And the worlds to create;

            Dwelling on hope

                   And faith

                        And love

                             Hope against hoping

Against being in love.

Paradox or paradigm

Strange or strained

Found or fine

Great or grating

On my aching bones

As I reach

I stretch

For those lofty goals.

Unseen and unheard

         The dreams inside

                 where seeds of hope and love abide;

                             they cannot be held

so tenderly clasped

           by the dirt and the water and the rawest waste

yet this is where they grow

            in the broken soil—

                      while the Grower stoops on His knees to toil

                                   and protect their little quivering shells

just wait, little seeds,

              for the wedding bells—

you’ll spring from the dust

you’ll shout to the sky

“I’m here,  

                               and I’m free,

                                                          And I’ll never ever die!”