Clinging to earth, hanging by a thread
Naked from my birth, nothing when I'm dead
Cut me down, I'm almost ready to fall into your grace
I'm a mess, but you'll be steady if I land on my face
Compose me like a symphony
I will be yours
Silence breaks me in, broken for so long
If I never sing again, my soul will be my song
Write me down into this tory in pages of your love
If I fail you suffered for me; This hope will be enough
I feel it lift me up
I feel it lift me up
Em D Em G C Em (Every syllable. Or else just Em C Em)
This could be beautiful
I feel you lift me up
I feel it lift me up