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I'm only a seed in your hand
Ill never be big enough
But the smallest of parts in your plan
Is bigger than anything i know
So i give you all i am
And you poured out your heart over me and you'd do it again
And again

Write me down, I am the words: falling apart.
Take this broken world off of my heart.
So I stumble down into the room where the templates are made.
And you show me that somehow I can change these days.

You pulled a part of me I could never understand
Crashing to your side and your breaking up this silence
Never to again let my courage fall.

This is our true alarm.
This is reality.
We will do what we can.
We are just figurines
with a theology
that we don’t understand.

We can’t forget the beginning,

So you came here alone and you're so confused
You don't know what to think or what to do
Your fresh along the way, to a very special day.

And your colors fly, when you fly with Christ.

And it's a beginning,
and it comes out in stages,

Taken from the deep
from the corners of our hollow memories
bringing us to who we are
coming endlessly, we are lost in imagery
you're teaching us to see all the places left behind

we're taking our time with this
while you're calling to sort out our weaknesses

So we'll settle our scores and go our own way.
We're changing our course and playing it safe.
So this is the end? Everything's been turned over.
I guess we'll begin all over again.

I'm not coming back, it's all your fault.
We loved ourselves and lost it all.
What have we done?

So you say
I'm better off here
as dry as the shoreline
in an ocean of fear
And so you say
I can't be alive
Until there is nothing
when we're meeting eyes

Better days are held in a photograph
A summer escape, day dreams and tourist traps
Take me back I was never alone
To carry the melody, it was never my own
It was always a part of me
Everything I need.

You said the words and you didn't even speak

She's dropping bread crumbs to show where she's been.
To a house made of candy, of sorrow, of sin.
She hopes it's alright that she quietly let herself in.

This is her addiction, this is her fame.
This is the place where she deals with the pain.
Sometimes it's the stars in her sky
oh, but then it's the rain.