Words - Between the Trees

This night, this night just like the rest

These same thoughts running through my head

The same reckless phrase with a different face

They say, they say that I am worthless

But I’m not listening

I swear, and yet

Round round they spin like a record now

Same false hopes built to be broke down

Around and around

I’m falling down, again

Sticks and stones

May break my bones

Your words they surely kill

They surely kill

This feels the same

Complications in different situations

I am holding out for love

Is it worth it

To die a little each day

All for unseen grace

Sticks and stones

May break my bones

Your words they surely kill

(meant to be broke down)

Surely kill

Your words are breaking down now

I would say

Where I’ve been to where I am

It is worth it

His grace

When all else fades

You can see it

His face

So now…

Round round they spin like a record now

Same false hopes meant to be broke

These thoughts were meant to be broke down

Sticks and stones

May break my bones

Your words they surely kill

They surely kill

They surely kill

Your words are breaking down now