Sunday, July 20, 2014

[worn]



I'm tired, I'm worn.
My heart is heavy from the work it takes
to keep on breathing.
I've made mistakes, I've let my hope fail.
My soul feels crushed, by the weight of this world.

And I know that you can give me rest,
so I cry out with all that I have left...

Let me see redemption win.
Let me know the struggle ends,
that you can mend a heart that's frail and torn.
I wanna know a song can rise
from the ashes of a broken life,
and all that's dead inside can be reborn,
'cause I'm worn.

I know I need to lift my eyes up,
but I'm too weak, life just won't let up.

My prayers are wearing thin.
Yeah, I'm worn, even before the day begins.
Yeah, I'm worn, I've lost my will to fight.
I'm worn, so heaven come and flood my eyes.

Let me see redemption win.
Let me know the struggle ends,
that you can mend a heart that's frail and torn.
I wanna know a song can rise
from the ashes of a broken life,
and all that's dead inside can be reborn,
'cause all that's dead inside will be reborn.

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