Standard (EADGBE)

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

(Every syllable. Or else just )

This could be beautiful

I feel you lift me up

I feel it lift me up