Finding God In the Music: Wooden Heart

We're all born to broken people on their most honest day of livingAnd since that first breath we'll need grace that we've never givenI've been haunted by standard red devils and white ghostsAnd it's not only when these eyes are closedThese lies are ropes that I tie down in my stomach,But they hold this ship together tossed like leaves in this weatherAnd my dreams are sails that I point towards my true north,Stretched thin over my rib bones, and pray that it gets betterBut it won't, at least I don't believe it willSo I've built a wooden heart inside this iron ship,To sail these blood red seas and find your coastDon't let these waves wash away your hopesThis war-ship is sinking, and I still believe in anchorsPulling fist-fulls of rotten wood from my heart, I still believe in saviorsBut I know that we are all made out of shipwrecks, every single boardWashed and bound like crooked teeth on these rocky shoresSo come on and let's wash each other with tears of joy and tears of griefAnd fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beachCome on and sew us together, just tattered rags stained foreverWe only have what we rememberI am the barely living son of a woman and man who barely made itBut we're making it taped together on borrowed crutches and new startsWe all have the same holes in our heartsEverything falls apart at the exact same timeThat it all comes together perfectly for the next stepBut my fear is this prison, that I keep locked below the main deckI keep a key under my pillow, it's quiet and it's hiddenAnd my hopes are weapons that I'm still learning how to use rightBut they're heavy and I'm awkward, always running out of fightSo I've carved a wooden heart, put it in this sinking shipHoping it would help me float for just a few more weeksBecause I am made out of shipwrecks, every twisted beamLost and found like you and me scattered out on the seaSo come on let's wash each other with tears of joy and tears of griefAnd fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beachCome on and sew us together, just some tattered rags stained foreverWe only have what we rememberMy throat it still tastes like house a-fire and salt waterI wear this tide like loose skin, c’mon, rock me to seaIf we hold on tight we'll hold each other togetherAnd not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleepWhile these machines will rust I promise, but we'll still be electricShocking each other back to lifeYour hand in mine, my fingers in your veins connectedOur bones grown together in timeOur hands entwined, my fingers in your veins connectedOur spines grown stronger insideBecause I know that our church is all made out of shipwrecksFrom every hull these rocks have claimedBut we pick ourselves up, and try and grow better through the changeSo come on and let's wash each other with tears of joy and tears of griefAnd fold our lives like crashing waves and run up on this beachCome on and sew us together, were just tattered rags stained foreverWe only have what we remember