5/15/2009

Old Chains Hold Still

Before the night comes
I heard you lust for the wounds
Now I'm so lost too

Red spills, you're aching
Why couldn't you just hold on?
Listen for the sounds

And I'm reminded
Of the fear of my vices
They can't come back now

But I've fallen short
Already caught in the black
Just bring me back home

Tonight, repentance
Every ounce of "I need You's"
I cried out today

But accountability
Saves lives, heals them through and through
As my heart comes to

Slowly, ever so
Pieces are falling, floating
Like how You lift me

Bless my soul, desperate
You are sole, saving my hands
Slowly from sinning

1 two cents' worth:

Unknown said...

oh, oh, oh