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I’m tired; I’m worn.

My heart is heavy

From the work it takes

To keep on breathing.

I’ve made mistakes.

I 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 wanna know that a song can rise

From the ashes of a broken life

And [that what’s dead] can be reborn

‘Cause I’m worn.

Lyrics by Tenth Av