By The Hour

I was broken by the power
 I was swallowed by the need
 I was hiding in the corner
 When a voice called to me
 He understood my mystery
 Healed the wounds of my despair
 And with his grace he tenderly
 Brushed the tangles from my hair I'm feeling better by the hour
 I think I just might be o.
 k.
 Though bridges burn and ashes shower
 Think I can live with what remains As I sorted through the wreckage
 Sitting in my silent fast
 On my bed of hard earned ashes
 Still repenting for my past
 My body ached and swith anger
 As I walked through narrow gates
 Ans I left those walls behind me
 And with them my mistakes I'm feeling better by the hour
 I think I just might be o.
 k.
 Though bridges burn and ashes shower
 Think I can live with what remains