The most sorrowful sound ever heard
Was when
A brilliant puzzle piece knocked from table to floor
Maybe all of history is the story of Him
Putting it back together again
Why do we all long for peace so bad?
Why do we all feel orphaned and lost?
One world, one dream of redemption
We are all singing the same broken song
We are all scattered puzzle pieces waiting to belong
Colors and shapes of hopes and dreams
Grasped in a tight fist we tear the edges
From birth to love to frailty
We’ve got this game down
Bend but don’t break
Hope but don’t risk
Cover your blemishes and wear this frayed red gown
Why do we all long for peace so bad?
Why do we all feel orphaned and lost?
One world, one dream of redemption
We are all singing the same broken song
We are all scattered puzzle pieces waiting to belong
Maybe the breaking will lead to the mending
Maybe the breaking will lead to the mending
I am not afraid of a broken heart
This is redemption
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