A Wounded Life
Can you live where things are real
Or do you spend too much time in a dream?
Can you brave this winter night
If there is hope and love left to redeem
I would rather live a wounded life
Than be listless inside
Aching, weeping, you’ll find me on my knees
Anguish my doorway to peace
I will touch the calloused hands
and walk the road with suffering and pain
I will love the broken ones
What’s loss to me is ultimately gain
I would rather live a wounded life
Than be listless inside
Aching, weeping, you’ll find me on my knees
Anguish my doorway to peace
And I hear you say
This is the better way
A bleeding man upon a cross
Dying so that I could love and live
His words they crush me to the core
To love completely, your life you must give
I would rather live a wounded life
Than be listless inside
Aching, weeping, you’ll find me on my knees
Anguish my doorway to peace
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