Saturday, December 4, 2010

Broken Binds Us

Every once in a while, I find a piece of art, literature, or music that I wish I'd written. I find something that resonates so soundly with me that I feel as if it was my soul that composed it in the first place, and I just reflect upon my own work. Apparently copyright laws don't see things this way. Regardless, this song is one of those. It's called "Broken Binds Us" by Adam Pasion


Aren’t we all so broken, each and everyone?
Our sailboats are sinking in the mist of a setting sun
Need we be further familiar eyes
With the hopelessness of paling water in rising tides

Let me lay my hands on you, let me feel your pain
We’re all bruised and broken left out in the rain
Let me draw you in, let me pray out your name
Let us search you through and through—don’t be ashamed

Believe in, believe in me, as I believe in you
Will Iove heal your heart if I believe in you

In the depths of sorrow we feel alone
But isn’t brokenness what binds us
The song that we all know
It’s the cup that we all drink of until we’re full
It drips down into the belly, seeps into our soul


Believe in, believe in me, as I believe in you
Will Iove heal your heart if I believe in you


In this great big world, see how we relate
We are all in, on our way to, on our way from this lonely state
In this great big world with all its sticks and stones
We are anything but alone


Believe in, believe in me, as I believe in you
Will Iove heal your heart if I believe in you

 
Let us be broken, for it’s the only place from which you can rebuild
Ground down to fine dust, pour Your water in and mold us with Your hands