Lord, how can I be forgiven
When you're as excited as I am...
Letters in hand
riding the path...
She walks in silence of guilt.
Dressed in a habit of sadness...
I stood this morning
And watched the day break...
I've been cut, I've been burned
I've been broken, bent and torn...
My cross feels much heavier
than any weight I've pulled before...
Our Lord,
You have a grander star for us, your children...
At the beat of silence
In the quiet place...
It's cold, it's dark, bottles all around
Confused, dizzy, are my feet hitting the ground...
Just because...
When science and logic
Strip a person's argument...
On an old wooden cross,
beneath the blistering sun...