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 This could be beautiful I feel you lift me up I feel it lift me up