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Lyrics:
We’re all born to broken people on their most honest day of living
And since that first breath we’ll need grace that we’ve never given
I've been haunted by standard red devils and white ghosts
And it's not only when these eyes are closed
These lies are ropes that I tie down in my stomach
But they hold this ship together tossed like leaves in this weather
And my dreams are sails that I point towards my true north
Stretched thin over my rib bones and pray that it gets better
But it won’t, at least I don’t believe it will
So I've built a wooden heart inside this iron ship
To sail these blood red seas and find your coasts
Don’t let these waves wash away your hopes
This war ship is sinking and I still believe in anchors
Pulling fistfuls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in saviors
'Cause we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single board
Washed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shores
So come on and let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together, just some tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
I am the barely living son of a woman and man who barely made it
But we’re making it taped together on borrowed crutches and new starts
We all have the same holes in our hearts
Everything falls apart at the exact same time
That it all comes together perfectly for the next step
But my fear is this prison that I keep locked below the main deck
I keep a key under my pillow, it’s quiet and it’s hidden
And my hopes are weapons that I’m still learning how to use right
But they’re heavy and I’m awkward, always running out of fight
So I’ve carved a wooden heart, put it in this sinking ship
Hoping it would help me float for just a few more weeks
Because I am made out of shipwrecks, every twisted beam
Lost and found like you and me scattered out on the sea
So come on let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together, just some tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
My throat it still tastes like house fire and salt water
I wear this tide like loose skin, come on rock me to sea
If we hold on tight we’ll hold each other together
And not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep
All these machines will rust, I promise, but we'll still be electric
Shocking each other back to life
Your hand in mine, my fingers and your veins connected
Our bones grown together in time
Our hands entwined, my fingers and your veins connected
Our spines grown stronger inside
Because I know that our church is made out of shipwrecks
From every hull these rocks have claimed
But we pick ourselves up and try and grow better through this change
So come on let’s wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beach
Come on and sew us together, were just some tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
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Robert Peterson and the Crusade Releases "Of All the World" to Christian Radio
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