| I’ve built my life with these sticks and these stones
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| With all that I can steal or mend or break
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| I’ve built myself a fractured home
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| And late at night I fear and shake in the unknown
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| Lovesick. |
| Warfare. |
| Worn thin. |
| Thread bare
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| I’ll rebuild. |
| I’ll add it up. |
| If you know hope, please tell it to reach me soon.
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| Smashed my life upon the Rock
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| Breaking all its locks and chains
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| Test my work by Holy fire
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| And let the worthless things be ripped away!
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| Tell me why Your Son was born die?
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| Why He chose to pay the highest price?
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| Bringing mercy to the cast aside!
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| Were we even worth the sacrifice?
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| What good is life when you’re lost and alone?
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| With nothing in the give that’s worth the take?
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| Who really understands the way that we’re thrown?
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| Into the chaos and the void of the unknown!
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| I’m sick! |
| Gun shy! |
| No care! |
| Suicide! |
| I’m at the end! |
| Walls closing in!
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| If you know hope, please tell it to reach me soon…
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| Smashed my life upon the Rock
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| Breaking all its locks and chains
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| Test my work by Holy fire
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| And let the worthless things be ripped away, before the waves consume me!
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| Tell me why Your Son was born die?
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| Why He chose to pay the highest price?
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| Bringing mercy to the cast aside!
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| Were we even worth the sacrifice?
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| The only thing a man can take as he passes through the grave is love!
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| Smashed upon the rock!
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| I bid you farewell! |