| When I saw what I’d become, I didn’t wanna be it
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| When I saw where this was headed, I didn’t want follow it
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| I tried to turn around,
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| but it my head the wheel was frozen, like the way was already chosen
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| There’s a ghost in my house, I try to ignore it
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| When it rattles too loud, I put in the closet
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| Tried to bury it in the yard,
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| but the ground was rocky & frozen, couldn’t cover it over
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| And I couldn’t be Unbroken, Unbroken
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| When you’ve been cut too deep, it never really heals up
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| And it aches & it bleeds and finally you bandage it up
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| And you say this is the way it is
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| and walk around with a gash wide open
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| People stare so you just show them and your heart feels frozen
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| And you can’t be Unbroken, Unbroken
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| Till the healer comes,
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| when you’re not expecting & He shines a
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| light on the ghost you’ve been protecting
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| And the salt in His tears heals the wound and
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| He gives something back that was stolen from you
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| And all those years you thought were just a
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| waste, they have given you a deep gratefulness for grace |
| And the world feels wide open
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| And you feel Unbroken, Unbroken |