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| Half of me just walked away/
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| And the other half is trying not to stay/
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| Help me see the hope that’s past the rain/
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| Restore the joy within me and/
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| Speak to me thru the pain/
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| Verse 1
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| This kind of news would make a grown man cry/
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| The kind of man who knows the answers but he still asks why/
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| Why are you down cast oh my soul/
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| My team expects so much from me, I can’t let them know/
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| That I’m not finding joy and my faith’s dying slow/
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| I gotta go on preaching I gotta go on with the show/
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| Gotta grace the stage, I gotta make the crowd say oh/
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| Only problem is I’m not believing in the words I flow/
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| So I look to sky I know the hour has come/
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| Please remove this thorn from me cuz my soul feels numb/
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| I got these liars in my head asking where my faiths gone/
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| I don’t feel happy and I don’t even care to fake for them/
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| They think me showing pain is the denial of Christ/
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| Because my tears up in my food all day and night/
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| Half of me hopes in the Lord and knows I’ll praise again/
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| The other half wants an excuse to wallow in my sin/
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| They say count it all joy, I got questions about how/
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| Theres answers after death but I need answers right now/
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| I know this to shall pass, whether slow or fast/
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| Loosen my grip on the world and for you I grasp/ (2x)
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| Verse 2
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| He feels he fled temptation to long, so He’s tried of fighting/
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| He no longer finds his marriage exciting/
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| She’s drowning in depression in the rain/
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| She can’t maintain, Lord can you help her ease the pain/
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| A father gets news that his newborn son has complications/
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| He has no idea what he’s faced with/
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| He thinks no prom, no college, no athletic fun /
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| No matter his disabilities I’m not ashamed of my son/
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| Lord I pray that when his days on earth are done/
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| He’ll understand that you and the son are one/
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| One families prays together for financial needs/
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| Father feels inadequate cuz he aint worked in weeks/
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| He been laid off he may loose their car and home/
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| He thinks what good is a man who cant provide for his own/
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| He sees the pain in wife and children’s eyes/
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| Contemplating suicide cuz dead men cry/
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| Lord give him eyes to see past the pain/
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| That his value in life, it doesn’t come with things/
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| I know this to shall pass, whether slow or fast/
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| They are loosing their grip I hope for you they grasp/ (2x)
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| Verse 3
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| I wont let this current pain master me/
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| What is pain actually/
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| Lets not address it causally but I don’t want to fear pain/
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| Lets count it all joy its is gain/
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| Dear life is in my palms &I'm holding on
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| strength is an illusion right along with this calm that I’m on and I’m feeling
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| far gone-
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| Cause half of me is hoping that my eyes won’t open in morn'
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| Sorrow is my tongue hear my moans
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| I’m eager for redemption but I know
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| There’s more than meets the eye to the thorns in my side
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| So I cry refusing all the lies
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| Pain is my ally when aligned to who you are
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| There’s more to my scars so I know there’s more to yours
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| I’m resting in your arms
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| I’m resting in the your wrists
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| I’m pressing with a limp pain is purposed through your gift
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| I’m strengthening my grip may this faith in u persist
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| And when this half insists I pray u breathe in me lament
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| Amazing is your grace cause while I’m holding you it seems
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| The truth of the matter is your really holding me |