Forgiven

I am a sinner

imperfect as they come

my words taste like poison, 

I hate the things I've done.

and I am a child, foolish at best

The world is so broken

I'm speaking for the best  of us

speaking for the rest of us

standing on stilts made of sand

we are sinking in our stand

we are sinking in the sand. 

Save me from my selfish pride

the sins that I will hide behind

to paint a face that doesn't cry

 I am strong, I am breaking

I am strong, 

I am breaking....

 

 still you love me, 

you love me as I am.

still I love you

as best as I can...

as best as I know how? 

 I know nothing of love, 

we know nothing of love.

 

love is just another word  on the shelf, 

collecting dust from the ancient 

self feeling something real

are we feeling something real?

we know nothing of love.

 

(a childs eyes burn so bright

as they cry for a hope

for a father...

and a mothers sighs lift

the cries of her baby who

hopes for a love from a father)

 

I am forgiven

by the blood of your son

I am forgiven

the war has been won, 

oh undesereved love

I could never have enough

oh unearned love

I could never do enough

 

(a childs eyes burn so bright

as they cry for a hope

for a father...

and a mothers sighs lift

the cries of her baby who

hopes for a love from a father)

 

 you see me

inside and out

you call me beautiful

the worst of me, 

adorned in my doubting dress

i am such a wretched mess of life...

how could you love me?

the worst of me

lovely, the worst of me is myself.