I was broken by the power

I was swallowed by the need

I was hiding in the corner

When a voice called to me

He understood my mystery

Healed the wounds of my despair

And with his grace he tenderly

Brushed the tangles from my hair



I'm feeling better by the hour

I think I just might be o.k.

Though bridges burn and ashes shower

Think I can live with what remains



As I sorted through the wreckage

Sitting in my silent fast

On my bed of hard earned ashes

Still repenting for my past

My body ached and shook with anger

As I walked through narrow gates

Ans I left those walls behind me

And with them my mistakes



I'm feeling better by the hour

I think I just might be o.k.

Though bridges burn and ashes shower

Think I can live with what remains