Weve all been broken Shattered, left mute with regrets unspoken Weve all loved and lost Been forsaken, repented our deepest trust
Weve all wondered why Destiny picked us to cry Why faith has to be tested, And life doesnt turn out the way intended
Were mended. Were mended to be broken Yet human clay believes itself golden Stunning in its courage to be happy As wild elations tempered with black melancholy