To be broken…..
I build walls,
To protect my heart.
Small walls,
So You can still see me,
But I can’t get out.
You let me build for a long time,
Just watching and waiting
For that moment,
The moment when You know
It’s time to break all my walls
It’s the seventh day
The trumpets sound
The walls fall
My heart finds You again.
I realize how long I’ve been building,
And how much I’ve missed having You close.
Lifehouse - Broken
The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though I still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

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