Barely
I've heard stories
Told by my memories
Of a man who was broken and alone
But for the life of me
So far as I can see
I can't find the connection
To that pain and rejection
I may remember what the darkness felt like
I might recall giving in to "why me"
And the image of a broken dying soul
May have semblance of familiarity
I may remember
But barely
When the mirror
Tries to render
An old image of a thousand tears I've cried
I just have to smile
And say it must have been a while
I don't recognize that man
He's not who God says that I am
I may remember what the darkness felt like
I might recall giving in to "why me"
And the image of a broken dying soul
May have semblance of familiarity
I may remember
But barely
I can't identify with songs of being broken
And my life now versus then can't be compared
There are no cracks or scars or any wounds left open
See, Mr. Yesterday, I've not just been repaired
I'm new
I'm new
I'm new
I'm new
I can't remember what the darkness felt like
I faintly hear the selfish echoes of "why me"
And the image of a broken dying soul
Doesn't look like what Jesus has made me
I can't remember
Not barely
The TRUTH will make you free
The TRUTH will make you free
Told by my memories
Of a man who was broken and alone
But for the life of me
So far as I can see
I can't find the connection
To that pain and rejection
I may remember what the darkness felt like
I might recall giving in to "why me"
And the image of a broken dying soul
May have semblance of familiarity
I may remember
But barely
When the mirror
Tries to render
An old image of a thousand tears I've cried
I just have to smile
And say it must have been a while
I don't recognize that man
He's not who God says that I am
I may remember what the darkness felt like
I might recall giving in to "why me"
And the image of a broken dying soul
May have semblance of familiarity
I may remember
But barely
I can't identify with songs of being broken
And my life now versus then can't be compared
There are no cracks or scars or any wounds left open
See, Mr. Yesterday, I've not just been repaired
I'm new
I'm new
I'm new
I'm new
I can't remember what the darkness felt like
I faintly hear the selfish echoes of "why me"
And the image of a broken dying soul
Doesn't look like what Jesus has made me
I can't remember
Not barely
The TRUTH will make you free
The TRUTH will make you free
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Writer(s): Loren Burrell
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