Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Worn


I'm tired, I'm worn
My heart is heavy
From the work it takes to keep on breathing
I've made mistakes, I've let my hope fail
My soul feels crushed by the weight of world
and I know that you can give me rest
so I cry out with all that I have left

Let me see Redemption win
Let me know the struggle ends
That you can mend a heart that's frail and torn
I wanna know a song can rise,
from the ashes of a broken life
and all that's dead inside can be reborn
'Cause I'm worn

I know I need
to lift my eyes up
but I'm too weak
life just won't let up(!) 
and I know that you can give me rest
so I cry out with all that I have left

Let me see Redemption win
Let me know the struggle ends
That you can mend a heart that's frail and torn
I wanna know a song can rise,
from the ashes of a broken life
and all that's dead inside can be reborn
'Cause I'm worn

My prayers are wearing thin
I'm worn
Even before the day begins
I'm worn
I've lost my will to fight
I'm worn
So heaven come and flood my eyes

Let me see Redemption win
Let me know the struggle ends
That you can mend a heart that's frail and torn
I wanna know a song can rise,
from the ashes of a broken life
and all that's dead inside can be reborn
Yes, all that's dead inside will be reborn

Though I'm worn

Yeah I'm worn 

-Worn, Tenth Avenue North (emphasis mine)



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