The Black Box

Here's the lyrics to a great song I have found by the band This Beautiful Republic on the cd Even Heroes Need a Parachute:

Black Box
The plane is starting to smoke
I think that everyone knows
That this thing will soon be going down
Some people think that we'll choke
Some people think there's hope
Which will it be?
When we know we see the ending

Quickly fading, we see that we're dying
I know it's a tragedy
That sometimes people can lose their wings
Now we're crashing down, what will they see?
When there's nothing left, who are we?

It's going down like a flame
There's no one out there to blame
We made our choice and now there's no more time
The black box is hearing the hop and the fearing
What will it say?

After all the smoke has cleared
There's only one record that they'll ever see
Our black box says it all, it tells them who we are
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This song reminds me a lot of the song "Legacy" by Nicole Nordman. I think this is a great thing to think about. When we die, people will look back on our lives and that's how they'll view us. We have to live as Christ if we are to reach this world. One of our greatest testimonies is how we live out each day. How are we going to live?