When did this all begin?
Was it some kind of unbreakable sin?
Some snare I keep falling in,
Never quite making it past.
It’s all for You,
all the good,
I want to do it for Your glory
But am I worthy?
I can see the scars on Your hands,
emotional scares left by my sin,
these scars never seem to go away in my eyes
and You still forgive me.
When did I fall?
Was I ever standing up in the first place?
Maybe I just stood there
Motionless
I couldn’t support my own weight,
so I fell.
Heat begins to rise,
I could put on my asbestos,
but it will end up killing me in the long run
perhaps i should just put out the fire instead,
I don’t want to burn.
Like a freak accident, it seemed,
but You put it together,
seemingly reckless
yet it is so organized
Almost like
A perfect mistake.
You take the bad,
and make it into good.
One way trains are the best kind
I want that ticket,
just stay on track,
no turning back,
but this ticket’s not free
it comes with a fee.
I’m so out of tune,
changed these strings one too many times
tuned them, tightened them
to what seemed to be a perfection,
but they every time they go out of tune so quick
I should take better care of them.
I’m not done yet,
but sometimes I feel like I’ve never quite started
useless effort
but I’ve been working for something, haven't I?
I know the goal won’t be reached
but I that’s the whole point is to try.
isn’t it?
persevere
once again, I’m the puppet,
he’s pulling the strings,
the evil marionette,
but I will cut these strings once more,
and the more he strings me up,
the more I will break free.
Like a bad relationship,
I’ve cheated on You again,
I’m sorry,
I know You’ll forgive me,
yet i keep running back to him
even though You’re the one for me
the one I need,