Ex Nihilo
Andy Mineo feat. Christon Gray Lyrics
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Yeah, who woulda thought I’d step inside this train station
Then get hit with some inspiration?
It’s amazin’
The most beautiful pieces of art come from the ugliest situations
So I praise him, rejoicing in my suffering
‘Cause I know he’s got a masterpiece in the makin’
And I ain’t scared of death nor Satan
This right here is a proper statement
I am not the artist, I’m the canvas that he’s paintin’
Like I remember last year being homeless
Sleeping on the air mattress, but on the phone with
Three record labels, who to go with?
I notice you like to fix things with them tools that are broken
So when them dark nights hit his soul
I know enough to know to trust you with what I don’t
[Chorus – Christon Gray]
Bad days, I suppose, too much for me to remember
Let me back up, I’m too close, now I can see the whole picture
You make something out of nothing, nothing
You make something out of nothing, nothing
[Verse 2 – Andy Mineo]
Sitting back, meditating on creation
Thinking how you made everything out of naythin’
What a statement, you sustain it
Let there be, and there is, my brain can’t contain this
That’s why the fame and the claim is so dangerous
It’ll make a heart sing that my name is the greatest
So Josh, Rich, Ray, Alex, Dave
Call me to repentance if I ever go astray
If that money ever get in the way, then I’ll burn it
The price for my soul is something I couldn’t pay
Sometimes I read them articles believin' what they say
Sweatin' my own press, God is so unimpressed
Naw, I’m a mess, made out of dust
To return to it upon death, my soul rests, and yet
They makin heroes out of the ones who been rescued
Who cares if they remember my name if I forget you
[Chorus – Christon Gray]
Bad days, I suppose, too much for me to remember
Let me back up, I’m too close, now I can see the whole picture
You make something out of nothing, nothing
You make something out of nothing, nothing
[Verse 3 – Christon Gray]
Yo, here goes nothin’
I’m nothin’ much, but he knows somethin’
Ex nihilo; he’s next to zero, he leans on nothin’
And nothin’ I want more than hear those trumpets
No nothin’ I want more than to hear those trumpets
My earlobes jumpin’, I feel so lovesick,
Lot of us got ideas but still no substance
And a lot of times I can see it but the mirror don’t love Chris
[Chorus – Christon Gray]
Bad days, I suppose, too much for me to remember
Let me back up, I’m too close, now I can see the whole picture
You make something out of nothing, nothing
You make something out of nothing, nothing
In the song "Ex Nihilo" by Andy Mineo and featuring Christon Gray, the artists express their faith and gratitude towards God for his ability to create something out of nothing. Andy Mineo begins the first verse by reflecting on a difficult time in his life, where he was homeless and faced uncertainty about his future in the music industry. He acknowledges that these dark and challenging moments are where true art and beauty emerge, and he trusts that God has a plan in place for him, even in his suffering. Mineo's faith is further articulated in his statement saying he's not afraid of death or Satan, recognizing that his name is engraved in God's hands.
The chorus sung by Christon Gray, "you make something out of nothing," emphasizes God's divine ability to transform and create, even in the bleakest of circumstances. In the second verse, Mineo praises God for his creation, reflecting on how everything was made from nothing. He believes that the pursuit of fame and recognition can be dangerous, and that it is God who has the power to create true greatness. Mineo ends the verse with an acknowledgement of his own humility and humanity, recognizing that he's just a mess made out of dust.
Christon Gray rounds out the song in the third verse by embracing his own nothingness, acknowledging that he is nothing without God. He expresses a deep desire to hear the trumpets of heaven, a symbol of the final judgment, and ultimately offers up his life to God as a willing vessel to be used for his purposes.
Overall, "Ex Nihilo" is an expression of the artists' deep spirituality and their acknowledgment that God has the power to create something beautiful out of even the most desperate situations.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, who woulda thought I’d step inside this train station
Surprising circumstances led me to this place
Then get hit with some inspiration?
Unexpectedly motivated to create something new
It’s amazin’
Incredible that beauty can come from hardship
The most beautiful pieces of art come from the ugliest situations
True art can often arise from difficult or tragic moments in life
So I praise him, rejoicing in my suffering
I give thanks to God even in the midst of pain or hardship
‘Cause I know he’s got a masterpiece in the makin’
I trust that God is working on something great through me
And I ain’t scared of death nor Satan
I have faith that I will be protected against any harm
‘Cause I know whose hand that my name is engraved in
I am secure in God's care and guidance for my life
This right here is a proper statement
I want to make a clear and true statement about my faith
I am not the artist, I’m the canvas that he’s paintin’
God is the true artist creating something beautiful through me
Like I remember last year being homeless
Reflecting on a difficult time in my life - being without a home
Sleeping on the air mattress, but on the phone with
Despite my struggles, I was still pursuing music industry opportunities
Three record labels, who to go with?
Deciding between different labels to sign with
I notice you like to fix things with them tools that are broken
God has a way of working through brokenness to create something beautiful
So when them dark nights hit his soul
During times of emotional or spiritual darkness
I know enough to know to trust you with what I don’t
I rely on my faith and trust in God to guide me through difficult times
Bad days, I suppose, too much for me to remember
Sometimes life can be difficult and forgettable
Let me back up, I’m too close, now I can see the whole picture
Stepping back can help me gain a better perspective on my life
You make something out of nothing, nothing
God can create beauty and meaning out of even the most seemingly insignificant things
Sitting back, meditating on creation
Reflecting on the beauty and complexity of the world around me
Thinking how you made everything out of naythin’
Marveling at the idea that God created the world out of nothing
That’s why the fame and the claim is so dangerous
Pursuit of fame and acclaim can be dangerous and lead to harmful egotism
It’ll make a heart sing that my name is the greatest
The pursuit of fame can lead to falsely believing oneself to be the greatest
So Josh, Rich, Ray, Alex, Dave
Referencing close friends or colleagues to hold me accountable
Call me to repentance if I ever go astray
Asking my friends to help me stay on the right path
If that money ever get in the way, then I’ll burn it
Money is not worth compromising my values or faith
The price for my soul is something I couldn’t pay
My soul is too valuable to be sold for any amount of money
Sometimes I read them articles believin' what they say
Sometimes I become too wrapped up in my own image or media portrayal
Sweatin' my own press, God is so unimpressed
God is not impressed by worldly success or accolades
Naw, I’m a mess, made out of dust
I am imperfect and human, made from the same materials as the earth
To return to it upon death, my soul rests, and yet
After death, my soul will return to the earth, but I am at peace with that
They makin heroes out of the ones who been rescued
Society tends to idolize those who have overcome hardships
Who cares if they remember my name if I forget you
What truly matters is remembering God, rather than seeking earthly recognition or fame
Yo, here goes nothin’
Acknowledging the risk and uncertainty involved in putting oneself out there
I’m nothin’ much, but he knows somethin’
I may feel insignificant, but God sees the potential in me
Ex nihilo; he’s next to zero, he leans on nothin’
God can create something out of nothing, and needs nothing to support him
And nothin’ I want more than hear those trumpets
I yearn for the day when I will be called to heaven
My earlobes jumpin’, I feel so lovesick,
Experiencing a deep and intense connection to God's love
Lot of us got ideas but still no substance
Many people have big ideas, but lack the follow-through or true heart behind them
And a lot of times I can see it but the mirror don’t love Chris
Even when I can see my flaws in the mirror, it can be difficult to truly love myself
Contributed by Colton G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.