Broken on arrival
So we gather up what's left of us
And put the pieces where we think they go
This one is heavy, maybe
It goes over here by chance
And that one over there, be careful
It has cut me more than once
Heading off to battle
Or returning from, with either one
We put our pieces where they shouldn't go
This slot is empty, maybe
It got lost along the way
And that one wouldn't go, I'll have to grow
To where it stays in place
Although the sun is in our eyes
We leave the shadows behind
I know it's hard to see, it's hard to see
It's hard to see but I believe
I'll meet you at the table
Where the Farmer's love will wait on us
And put our pieces where they need to go
And if I'm ready, maybe
This time I will be made whole
Or even more, my soul restored
And everyone made beautiful
Although the sun is in our eyes
We leave the shadows behind
I know it's hard to see, hard to see
It's hard to see but I believe