By the Hour

I was broken by the power

I was swallowed by the need

I was hiding in the corner

When a voice called to meHe understood my mystery

Soothe the wounds of my despair

And with his grace, he tenderly

Brushed the tangles from my hairI'm feeling better by the hour

I think I just might be okay

Though bridges burn and ashes shower

Think I can live with what remainsAs I sorted through the wreckage

Sitting in my silent fast

On my bed of hard earned ashes

Still repenting for my pastMy body ached and shook with anger

As I walked through narrow gates

And I left those walls behind me

And with them my mistakesI'm feeling better by the hour

I think I just might be okay

Though bridges burn and ashes shower

I think I can live with what remains