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Tomorrow, Six Months Will Have Passed Without Her

Worn by Tenth Avenue North


I'm tired

I'm worn

My heart is heavy

From the work it takes to keep on breathing

I've made mistakes

I've let my hope fail


My soul feels crushed by the weight of this world

 
And I know that you can give me rest

So I cry out with all that I have left


Let me see redemption win

Let me know the struggle ends

That you can mend a heart that's frail and torn

I want to know a song can rise from ashes of a broken life

And all that's dead inside can be reborn

Cause i'm worn


I know I need to lift my eyes up

But I'm too weak

Life just won't let up


And I know that you can give me rest

So I cry out with all that I have left


Oh, Let me see redemption win

Let me know the struggle ends

That you can mend a heart that's frail and torn

I want to know a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life

And all that's dead inside can be reborn

Cause I'm worn


My prayers are wearing thin

I'm worn

Even before the day begins

I'm worn

I've lost my will to fight

I'm worn

So heaven come and flood my eyes

Let me see redemption wins

Let me know the struggle ends

That you can mend a heart that's frail and torn

I want to know a song can rise from the ashes of a broken life


And all that's dead inside can be reborn

Yes, all that's dead inside will be reborn

Though I'm worn



I'm worn.



Lyrics to Worn by Tenth Avenue North

Comments

Anna See said…
Sending you big love on the 6th month crapiversary. I'm so sorry.
Kymn said…
sobbing sobbing sobbing in my kitchen. I don't know you. I've just found you online. I have only read two posts, and don't even understand fully what has happened but my heart goes out to you and I just want to make you okay by hugging you. I can't even imagine. I'm so sorry for your pain.

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