can you?

can you hear the sound of a broken heart?
the pieces that have fallen apart
the sounds that no one wants to hear
kept inside under plastic out of fear

i dont ask for pity
no i dont need that money
i just want your company
that empathy and your presence with me
to tie me over when im lonely

can you feel just how i feel
the words that i dont have
to describe the pain i conceal
from waking from a dream so real

i dont ask for sympathy
i just want to know if you're free
free to comfort this unattractive me
no broken heart's lovable
when it brings too much to the table

can you understand how much it means to me
to walk once again, to love you freely
this dream i have, it may not come true
you can call me the fool
for perhaprs only fools hope that
maybe one day, i will be able to love you

jonas

jonas jonas jonas
you don't have to carry it all
we all make mistakes
you got to move on

you don't have to punish yourself
you jsut dont have to take responsibility
she doesnt want you to.

why am i still so broken, many steps from where i left
yet not so very far ahead
facing consequences, waking from a dream into reality

jonas jonas jonas
could any sin be too big?

surendering these that i held onto for so long
fallen at Your feet, felled by Your word
to stop the bleeding somehow
by simply speaking

where do i go from here?
i cant wait for the time to past by
they dont seem to mean anything
until later, too much later

here i trust, that somehow
things will work out
even though Your promises hold true
i know it wont be an easy road

letting go of these things
that i may have everything
picking up the sword once again
the armor that feels so foreign

for a fight thats worthwhile
that starts with surrender and ends with You
so here i go on
i go on with You

God's Promise

the length of it, the beauty captured
once more perhaps, worth the wait

forgiven much, here in Your promises i stand
somehow even after all i've gone through
why do i keep on waiting,
theres so much more than the unseen

somehow You care for these dreams i have
i wonder what are the dreams You have for me
tell me, let me know, if only You let me see
even if it never were to happen, i'll trust in You

Your promises still true, somethings that i will hold on to
a love so true, so divine, i trust in You

not ever to find, a name more beautiful
more than what it means....

to be

to be strong, to be just who i want to be
am i true to who i am, to this image i set before me?
to this man i go forward, not all sure of what i will get
i wont solve all problems, nor will the world be changed
just a few will do, it matters to them

to be who i want to be, to be just me
who am i i wonder. i change everyday
closer to what i am to who i stand for
this fight for perhaps who i am

to be a man, to be able to face whats true
to the storms that this world holds
to hold you, once more.

Soldier, why do you?

do you still see them in your dreams
the things you did to the undeserving
for the sake of mistaken ambitions
can you say you don't think you're wrong?

to the girl whose innocence you stole
to the town, whose simplicity you trampled upon
one word to reconcile, just one word to allow them to move on

how do you hold onto a pride that's now lost
to stare down the little boy who cried out for help
the things you did, yet you still stand
while many lost their lives that day

its been more than 50 years
they've cried more than a thousand tears
don't turn away when you've been staring down
that day you raped that town.

i dont have the answers
to the questions i still hold
months on, time hasnt shown much
i hope still, yes i will
walk, for i know You

the questions that are answered by Your presence
the prayers i whisper are greeted by Your rain
and i fall on my knees, and hear Your promises again
so i fall apart, for a purpose for a reason

i dont have all the strength
to carry on this fight i call life
months go on, from weeks, from days
i look on, i look up to You
You never change, yes You never will
so i walk, for You are.

the cries of desparation are met with care and tears
the bruised knees fallen on soft hands
and i fall on You, i just let go
dropping from where i am, under Your wings

i dont know much, i walk too often with sight