Patterns

Weakness of our bodies
 Can't make us climb these walls
 Will we break the awful patterns
 Before the end is here
 I'm in need of something more
 I'm stuck in a shallow grave
 I've been here before
 So Lord lend me your hand
 I've been here before
 In this endless cycle
 I've fallen once again
 And with this empty feeling
 I seek forgiveness
 And await the answer
 Action without movement
 Await the answer
 Desire without heart
 There are voices in our heads
 The weakness of our bodies
 Can make us climb these walls
 Why is it so hard to listen to the
 Voice inside our heads
 It feels so close
 Yet so far away
 Even the wind and waves obey Him
 What's there to fear
 Give us strength to overcome this downfall
 To stand to our feet
 And break these awful patterns
 Before the end is here
 Why is it so hard to hear your voice
 When you are right here
 Why is it so hard to hear your voice
 Right now