Sunday, November 29, 2009

BARELY HOLDING ON

Broken. There are times like this,when I feel like my own soul sings this song. It owns it. It feels it. Is this new to me? No, I've felt this so many times. In fact, it came to a point when I can no longer feel it. Then, I'll feel it again.

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 healin
g
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

The broken locks were a warning You got inside my
head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a Purpose, they're still looking for Life


I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what You will throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the WORDS you say
You said that I will be
ok

The broken lights on the freeway left me here
alone
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home...

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